Catz Don't Know

Текст песни DMX - Catz Don't Know

Catz Don’t Know LyricsUh, it's that real shit yo
Grrr!

1 - Can't stop, gotta eat
Stepping on, my feet
Spread love, think it's sweet
Uh, uh, uh all you catz don't know

Repeat 1

Yeah baby, shit's about to jump off and
Lookin' for the bus to bring in my man from up north
Been like three years when he got knocked
Since he got caught, pumped up like five new blocks, holding down fort
Kept a nigga straight with money on the books
And them bitches is crooks who look out for other crooks
Took him shopping, money in his pocket, he straight
Dropped him off at the wife's crib after we ate
Out of state was the next move for me
Had to make that nigga chill for at least two to three months
Cause once it's on, it's on, he didn't care
It's like slow down baby, the money ain't going nowhere
Keep in touch though and show how much your ass is with it
The dope flow is there and in a minute you can get it (come on)
You gots to watch a nigga just coming home in a game
Cause on the low he may be trying to go against the grain
Repeat 1 (2x)

I never figured this nigga would pull this shit that he pulled
What is strange is the change some niggas go through
When they're locked down and really can't hack it
A motherfucker like me handles a bit like a jacket
Strap it on my back, but niggas ain't built like me
And by the end, niggas was like "Yo, why you killed Mike, D?"
Wasn't me, but yeah he had it coming to him
Used to be my dog, so I let my cousin do him
Sent him out of state with like half a brick down to my spot in VA
Cause the money comes quick
Half of that got fucked up before I even got the check in on him (damn)
Mistakes happen so I really wasn't wreckin' on him (damn)
Got him up out of there and sent him down a little further
Ain't heard from him in two months, murder, murder
And from the next flight thinking I might have to steal something
This hungry shit will make a nigga wanna kill something (come on)

Repeat 1 (2x)

Listen, money is missing and it's hectic (what?)
Found the safe, checked it, shit looks detected (what?)
Just what I expected when I got no word from him
Asked around but ain't nobody heard from him (uh-huh)
But money talks and most niggas is snakes
So it wasn't long before his man was ready to take
Me to where he was at, checked my gat, threw in a full clip
Pumped myself up, cause I can't go for that bullshit (come on)
Fuckin' with my last load of cash ain't the issue
It's just real fucked up when your man tries to diss you
Thinkin back for niggas in New York and how they told me so
Now I gots to knock his boots, he owes me dough
Layin' up with a ho, then he hit me with the sob story (come on)
The famous "Oh, you didn't know I got robbed?" story (come on)
Told him "It's me you should be grateful to
Fuck that bitch! Look at what she made you do"
Now there's love lost and a double cross
Pointed at that bitch, turned her brains into sauce
So you wanna be Willy (uh) and talk to me like I'm silly (yeah)
Five bottles of Moët on the floor, boxes of Phillies (uh)
Ten G's in the shoebox under the bed
And for every G I put a fuckin' slug in his head
And from then on, the moral to the story if you missed it
Is the grain will always be there, just never go against it
Repeat 1 (2x)

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