Mac Shawn, E-40, Daz Dillinger - I Thought You Knew lyrics

Now, you know it gets no
Bigger than these two
Niggas, Mac Shawn, E-40, Charlie
Hustle, 40 Fonzarelli nigga
I thought you knew

Bitch! Young Daz, Mac'n ass
Shawn and Forty Fonzarelli, bitch
It's all about the money in the telly
Gangstas and killers, mob and coke dealers

Mac Shawn don't play games
I snatch a nigga by his chain
And make him drop to a lesser
And kiss the pinky ring
You shouldn't have played with your life
And now I really want it you see
We bigger than smokin' blunts
And on the corner
'Cause it's The Mob, The Click, The Gang
I bust rounds, I get down


I'm pound for pound
Two 40 sellin', how you niggas likin' me now?
Pack a Ruger P89, gone on Carlos Rossi wine
Remember that? Nigga, we back
Still got money, sippin' 'gnac
Square ass niggas tip your hat
Before I make that ass kiss the MAC
1-1, nigga get done
Cat should've never caught your tongue
Bitch ass niggas work for cops
Now we got to shut your block down
Ya know, all the way down, ya know

I thought you knew (I thought you knew)
But now you know (But now you know)
Don't ever ever come around here no mo' (Uh)
And why's that? (And why's that?)
And why not? (And why not?)
This is our money and we mash for our block
(For our block)
I thought you knew (I thought you knew)
But now you know (But now you know)
Don't ever ever come around here no mo' (Uh)
And why's that? (Why's that?)
And why not? (And why not?)
This is my money and I mash for my block

I'm used to choppers and AKs
Stay the fuck out my way
It's that nigga Mac Shawn
One of the bosses out the Bay
Represent cocaine, weed, speed, heron, hop
Ride around town in a Mustang drop
My mug mean, I'm lookin' clean
See pane gleam
Like a white diamond, prince cut
My mackin' is tough in the club
And I stay fucked up
Jeweled out, iced out and the Persian leek
Is wrapped tight around the palm
And on my back is a Hawk and I'm raw
Is that what makes me? A hog and star
And my motto from day one
Was to floss and ball
And ride and side until the wheels fall
And this is for my hogs and all my doggs
And to you sucker ass niggas
This for all'a y'all motherfuckers

I thought you knew (I thought you knew)
But now you know (But now you know)
Don't ever ever come around here no mo'
(No mo') and why's that? (Why's that?)
And why not? (Why not?)
This is our money and we mash for our block
(For our block)
I thought you knew (I thought you knew)
But now you know (But now you know)
Don't ever ever come around here no mo'
(No mo') and why's that? (Why's that?)
And why not? (Why not?)
This is our money and we mash for our block
(For our block)

Check it out (BIATCH)
Glasses rarely hangin' off my nose
You under-smell me? Lookin' through my
(Lookin' through your what?)
Brand new Oliver Peoples lenses (BIATCH)
Marbles buried in me and Mac
Shawn's grandmama 'nem backyard
On the thingamajig and the cuttalufagus
Drawin' interest used to hop and hit fences
Now we rappin' and scattin' Benzes
Off the hinges
Some big time motherfuckers in the business
(Business) study long, study wrong
I was that Sasquatch pimpin'
Ass underestimated ass nigga
That most of you square dancin'
Ass niggas slept on

Understand that, ayy, look here
Ya under-smell?
Niggas got it all miscombobulated
And twisted up nigga, we been doin' this
You under-smell that
Since we was knee-high to a fly's eye
My little cousin Mac Shawn, you understand it
And Daz and them

I thought you knew (I thought you knew)
But now you know (Now you know)
Don't ever ever come around here no mo'
(No mo') and why's that? (Why's that?)
And why not? (Why not?)
This is my money and I mash for my block
(For my block)
I thought you knew (I thought you knew)
But now you know (Now you know)
Don't ever ever come around here no mo'
(No mo') and why's that? (Why's that?)
And why not? (Why not?)
This is my money and I mash for my block
(For my block)

BIATCH, bitch, ya know you under-smell that?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
BIATCH
Yeah, don't let the marbles control you
Nigga you know, nigga you know, nigga
Nigga, BIATCH you know, nigga
Nigga you know, nigga bIATCH! On top
(It's a family affair, it's a family affair)
It's a what?! (It's a family affair)
It's a what?! (It's a family affair)
It's a what?! (It's a family affair)
It's a what?! (It's a family affair)
It's a what, nigga?! (It's a family affair)
It's a what, nigga?! (It's a family affair)