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All I Kno Video (MV)




Performed By: 85 Baby
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: charles scott




85 Baby - All I Kno Lyrics




Spen the Benz then I murk them
Call magic if you need a perc
Oh baby what u be saying in your verses
I be hearing em say they wanna murk em
So i copped ah new burner so i dare them to run up on me
You know me ima just keep on going running them racks up
I need me new storage
Getting them packs from across the border
You know Im gone keep it gutter
Bad bitch an she ain't no mother
My dick In her mouth an she sucking
She suck so good I f*cked around nutted
I remember when I was bumming
I had to do something
I gotta bag now these niggas mad Now they bitch they wanna smash
Sticking dick all in they cat
Hell nah an give her no cash
You niggas out here really sad
Askin for handouts where is your racks
If you try to rob me thats your ass
Rap your ass like I'm yo dad
She pop a perc she doing her dance

All I know is hustle an get it out the street Momma told me boy u better stay out them streets
I gotta get this money for the family we gotta eat
If a nigga play me ima lay him 6 feet deep
Ain worried bout no opposition you know my niggas they gone creep
F*ck nigga wanna kill me so I'm strapped up with heat
Lost a couple people so uk it hurt me deep Leaving dents in the sofa cuz the pain won't let me sleep

But I got off my ass and got me a pack and ran it up ran it up fast
Got my Glock and my pack and went to the block and got it off fast
Rocking these shows f*cking these hoe getting backends I ran it up again
F*cking this bitch and her friend in the back the Benz
We don't f*ck with rats but cheese off in the trap
Pressure shit hold his ass up for ransom
All of my niggas no lacking
Pull up on yo block like Inspector gadget all my niggas got gidgets and gadgets
Wunna bad bitch and I hope she plastic
Ion f*ck with these niggas cuz niggas be fake
Pull up on yo block an ain shooting below the waste
Shoot a f*ck nigga right in his face then I fly to the A
Book me a show in LA
Double my money put it back in the safe ain going broke no way

All Ik is hustle an get it out the street Momma told me boy u better stay out the streets
I gotta get this money for the family we gotta eat
If a nigga play me ima lay him 6 feet deep
Ain worried bout no opp uk my niggas they gone creep
F*ck nigga wanna kill me so I'm strapped up with heat
Lost a couple people so uk it hurt me deep Leaving dents in the sofa cuz the pain won't let me sleep

But I got off my ass and got me a pack and ran it up ran it up fast
Got my Glock and my pack and went to the block and got it off fast
Rocking these shows f*cking these hoe getting backends I ran it up again
F*cking this bitch and her friend in the back the Benz
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Spen the Benz then I murk them
Call magic if you need a perc
Oh baby what u be saying in your verses
I be hearing em say they wanna murk em
So i copped ah new burner so i dare them to run up on me
You know me ima just keep on going running them racks up
I need me new storage
Getting them packs from across the border
You know Im gone keep it gutter
Bad bitch an she ain't no mother
My dick In her mouth an she sucking
She suck so good I f*cked around nutted
I remember when I was bumming
I had to do something
I gotta bag now these niggas mad Now they bitch they wanna smash
Sticking dick all in they cat
Hell nah an give her no cash
You niggas out here really sad
Askin for handouts where is your racks
If you try to rob me thats your ass
Rap your ass like I'm yo dad
She pop a perc she doing her dance

All I know is hustle an get it out the street Momma told me boy u better stay out them streets
I gotta get this money for the family we gotta eat
If a nigga play me ima lay him 6 feet deep
Ain worried bout no opposition you know my niggas they gone creep
F*ck nigga wanna kill me so I'm strapped up with heat
Lost a couple people so uk it hurt me deep Leaving dents in the sofa cuz the pain won't let me sleep

But I got off my ass and got me a pack and ran it up ran it up fast
Got my Glock and my pack and went to the block and got it off fast
Rocking these shows f*cking these hoe getting backends I ran it up again
F*cking this bitch and her friend in the back the Benz
We don't f*ck with rats but cheese off in the trap
Pressure shit hold his ass up for ransom
All of my niggas no lacking
Pull up on yo block like Inspector gadget all my niggas got gidgets and gadgets
Wunna bad bitch and I hope she plastic
Ion f*ck with these niggas cuz niggas be fake
Pull up on yo block an ain shooting below the waste
Shoot a f*ck nigga right in his face then I fly to the A
Book me a show in LA
Double my money put it back in the safe ain going broke no way

All Ik is hustle an get it out the street Momma told me boy u better stay out the streets
I gotta get this money for the family we gotta eat
If a nigga play me ima lay him 6 feet deep
Ain worried bout no opp uk my niggas they gone creep
F*ck nigga wanna kill me so I'm strapped up with heat
Lost a couple people so uk it hurt me deep Leaving dents in the sofa cuz the pain won't let me sleep

But I got off my ass and got me a pack and ran it up ran it up fast
Got my Glock and my pack and went to the block and got it off fast
Rocking these shows f*cking these hoe getting backends I ran it up again
F*cking this bitch and her friend in the back the Benz
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Writer: charles scott
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