I Don’t Know

English translation

Yeah.

Y'all remember this?

Yeah.

Grease.

They ain't think we was gonna be back in the lab, baby.

It's been a minute since we last served.

We still here.

I know it's been a little minute though, my man, but. . .

You been on your shit.

I been on mine.

But we here.

Yeah.

Nigga got game, indeed.

Break a nigga down in me.

Smack a nigga 'round MC. Please don't squeeze. We smoke trees.

Got a million in the closet, making a deposit. Long as I'm black, a nigga still a target.

It's been a minute since I been one of these. Bitch broke, got a handout, nigga still need.

Nigga mama on crack. Straight bullshit, started out freebase.

Now I got a full clip, deep dish.

Street shit, ninety-nine, I'll leave a nigga sniffing with the fish. Got a bitch here, mami. Never took advantage. Got a nice accent, never spoke

Spanish. Get a sandwich. Hundred K, I'ma ship the gun spit. Nigga run away.

Got a hate for the police. Shoot a nigga dead 'cause he Black. A nigga get no sleep.

Put his ass deep in the fire. Heard he did a wire.

Black double-R Jeep, bulletproof tires. Leather blazer, Jets not Raiders.

Left with a nigga bitch, hit him with the taser. Locked up like a nigga need a razor.

Bring a bitch to the cliff, I'll save her. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.

And we got mini loops, mini coupes. Double breast, three-piece suits.

Know a nigga in need, need to shoot. Swoosh. Thousand dollar boots. This a flow, never seen it.

Do it like Mike in the post, double team it. Figure sit clean every night, had a orgy.

Bedtime story, tell 'em that my baby jealous of my wave.

All the money that I made, spread love to my niggas in the street. Baby had a big week.

Let her pop tags, buy candy. Love it in her fanny. Wavy like Katrina, Hurricane Sandy.

Never will a nigga skip woes like me. Get dough. Pros go out the clothes, don't need.

I'ma take 'em all off, break it all off.

Take a shot from the sawed-off, make it all soft. Let a nigga try to sound like this, can't do it.

Smoking on a big blunt, ride to my music. Hit him with the shot, can't prove it. Move it.

Fuck around and I lose it. Nigga, pick one, bitch, choose it. Let me get that.

Before you pull out the blunt, let me hit that. Press a button to squeeze, let me sit back.

Couldn't wait to get it back. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Baby girl, I don't know what to do.

I know it came over me.

She the type of nigga spend some money, get a hold of me.

Make her drive in the I-95, make a nigga bitch hold the key.

She gonna do me for a loop. Some money, get a hold of me.