Текст песни Waka Flocka Flame - All I Know

Swear to God I won't tell
Swear to God I won't tell
For my clique I'mma ride or die
For my clique I'mma ride or die [Repeat]

Eating on some chips
Smoking on a blunt
Chilling on the front porch
Gray court pulled up in the front

[Interlude (in Salute Me Or Shoot Vol.2 Mixtape)]
Ladies and gentlemen
BOW! bow bow bow Dre, Cap, Flocka, Flocka
Cap, Dre, Dre, Cap, Flocka, Waka, Waka

All I know is smoke weed, rob, steal, and sell dope
Roll dice, get money and gang-bang with my folk
Dre, Cap, n Waka
Handguns and choppas
Can't find you then we dumping on ya mama [repeat]

[Waka Flocka Flame]

Never again will I let a folk try me
45 on my hip, go'n check 'em if they try me
Squiggly lines and ivy closed caskets you dump bastards
From eastside to Riverdale fake wheels thunder bells

That's gone keep my pockets swell
Hell yeah I rob 'n steal
Gucci he go'n post da belll
Hand on my dick like fuck jail

Swear to God I won't tell
Swear to God I won't tell
For my click I'm a ride or die
For my click I'm a ride or die

Eating on some chips
Smoking on a blunt
Chilling on da front porch
Gray court pulled up in da front porch
Now I'm grabbind on my pistol
And I'm running with da blunt
They think a nigga scared
I ain't no motherfucking chump

All I know is smoke weed, rob, steal and sell dope
Roll dice, get money, and gang band with my folk
Dre, Capp, n Waka
Hand guns and choppas
Can't find you den we dumping on ya mama [repeat]

[Dre]
Ugghhh! betcha im'a bang mine
Mac 90 lift 'em, give 'em Micheal Jordan Hangtime
Bricksquad, bricks in, nigga it's cocaine time!
5 finga, bird finga nigga thats my gang sign
Try me, please come try dawg, one mans not man enough
If he stands 6 feet, bury him standin up
Nobody, I mean nobody on the ??? as hell
Grand national on 24's, ain't in Riverdale

Yeah try ta act right now
Cuz I'm in that damn roof, I got that Mac right now
Told you nigga try ta act right now
Cuz I'm in that damn yard got that Mac right now

All I know is smoke weed, rob, steal and sell dope
Roll dice, get money, and gang band with my folk
Dre, Capp, n Waka
Hand guns and choppas
Can't find you den we dumping on ya mama [repeat]

[Lil' Capp]
Yella tape, white top, black bottle bag
Ambulance on the way, cuz I shot his ass
He wanted beef so im around, round lookin for him
Let the coppa heat him up, like I was cookin for him
AR-15, call me 1-5
You tried the wrong dog, like you had 9 lives
Pussy cat, pussy nigga, what you lookin at?
Cuz all my niggas either robbin or cookin crack
I'm the King of the Jungle, betta remember, assemble
You like terrel Davis from Denver
Cuz everytime you see me, you be runnin back
You know my Favorite 4 words, Where The Monay At?!

All I know is smoke weed, rob, steal and sell dope
Roll dice, get money, and gang band with my folk
Dre, Capp, n Waka
Hand guns and choppas
Can't find you den we dumping on ya mama