50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Spider Loc, Prodigy of Mobb Deep, Ma$e - I Don’t Know Officer lyrics

50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]

[50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Spider Loc, Prodigy of Mobb Deep, Ma$e - I Don’t Know Officer lyrics]

It's 50, It's the Unit
That means it's money, ha ha

Nah nigga I don't know
I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you
I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you
I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you
Know how my squad do

Nowadays niggas snitchin' so much
In the street that you gotta talk to them
Like they the police
Nah, I don't know nothin
'bout poppin the heat
I don't know nothin 'bout settlin
No beef in the streets
Nah, I don't know nothin
'bout baggin the grams


I ain't never had no spot
Or went hand to hand
Me, I don't know nothin
'bout takin the stand
I ain't never got a nigga
Ass stuck in the can
Nah, I don't know nothin 'bout dro or hash
Coke, dope, x, dust or crystal meth
Nah, I'm just tryin to rap to get some cash
Keep the Hip Hop Police off my ass

Nah nigga I don't know
I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you
I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you
I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you
Know how my squad do

Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of bibles
I don't know who did it
I don't know who responsible
All I know who spittin all I know who givin
Me all this cash
Just to put down twelve to get in yo' ass
Listen, keep it far away from me
I ain't got time for
Sittin in the penitentiary
All I know is I'm rich
All I know is that G-Unit work
When the album drop they go bezerk
Mad video play, crazy radio spins
Number one all the time, our reign never ends
Don't point the finger at
Us somebody's hangin
They had a beef with us
Plus we don't know nathin

Spider Loc nah nigga I don't know
I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you
I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you
I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you
Know how my squad do

I don't know nothin 'bout jumpin
Out splittin homeboy head
But for real that's fucked up
They say that homeboy dead
I can't even think, who 'gon want him dead
Have no idea what type of
Gun they done him with
You see I hear no evil and I see no evil
Ain't tryin to talk to or hear
From or see those people
And I ain't had them little
Homies burn up no regal
I've been tryin to do this music
Thang and just go legal
I don't know why my name
In your female's phone
But you really startin to sound
Like a female holmes
Don't know why they told you
That we sell stones
We on the internet tryin to get our Email on

Nah nigga I don't know
I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you
I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you
I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you
Know how my squad do

Nah nigga I don't know who
Sent them young boys through
To air the strip
Shit just be happenin out the blue
I don't be around here
I ain't hip to the news
I don't know why that man clutchin
On that shit when you move
I don't know why that other rapper
Got stripped for his jewels
You know how easy it is to get shit confused
I wasn't even in New York
I was just in the cruise
Somewhere way out in the islands with
Your bitch in the cruise
Oops my bitch in the cruise
Dudes get hit when they snooze
Lose they hit from the Uz
Uz all over the street
I don't know why they said what's up
I don't know who's in that jeep
He talk about me all day but
I ain't losin no sleep

Nah nigga I don't know
I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you
I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you
I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you
Know how my squad do

I don't know why my charm 'bout
As big as your palm
And why the diamond chain I wear as
'bout as long as your arm
You tell me, how many diamonds in my bezel
There's one for everytime I had to
Grind up in the ghetto
I could show you how to do it
You tired of ridin Buicks
I don't know why niggas rap for
Years and can't make hotter music
Even when
I don't do it chicks release body fluid
Body drop, shotty pop
And niggas wanna tie me to it
I don't know why Loon and Fabby
Won't just say I'm they daddy
Why them Harlem CB4 niggas just
Keep comin at me got as many beefs as 50 and
A nigga go to church
Could you imagine if my hands was on work
I don't know

Nah nigga I don't know
I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you
I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you
I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know cause you
Know how my squad do

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