U Ain't Knowin Lyrics - Daz Dillinger

[Daz] 

These motherfuckers ain't knowin... 

These motherfuckers ain't knowin... 

These motherfuckers ain't knowin... 

These motherfuckers ain't knowin... 

All I ever dream is to be rich, to live and enjoy this shit 

Three houses and four cars before the A26 

Livin the life I made, and learnt trades to stay payed 

In any occasion in these scamless days 

It was the street life, that make me do these with the thangs 

Blowin niggaz shit out, for that, rock cocaine 

I can't explain it, got to contain it, the gang status 

Of being the roughest, the toughest, and the baddest for the capture 

Livin lavish, a heart this cold, hearted down to a savage 

A greedy motherfucker out to have it 

Can I be wicked and do the things that I gotta do? 

In pursuit of things I do with my crew 

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[Tray Deee] 

Daz - ya gotsta ride for ya side just to be recognized 

Ain't no busters up amongst us, straight do or die 

Put my life on the line, on the grind for mine 

Doin crime, doin time for these nickels and dimes 

On a mission, takin from riches, shakin the snitches 

Layin niggaz down when I handle my business 

Motherfuckers know to lay it low when I'm on the hunt 

Cuz for my chips niggaz get licked just like blunts 

Terrorize in disguise to surprise that ass 

Gang-bangin ass criminal, don't mind to blast 

For my set to just a check a motherfucker on GP 

To make it known, it's on, and you niggaz can't see me 

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[Chorus: Daz] 

You ain't knowin... 

What can go on in the streets 

Niggaz hustlin, competin for power everyday in the streets 

These motherfuckers ain't knowin... 

And you could die from a stray bullet, if you ain't 

lookin on any niggaz, rest in peace 

You motherfuckers ain't knowin... 

Dealin with niggaz that are corrupt, when 

thinkin a nigga 'posed to die at they feet 

You motherfuckers ain't knowin... 

And you could die from a stray bullet, if you ain't 

lookin on any niggaz, rest in peace 

[Daz] 

I'm paranoid cuz the cops, got me, under surveillance 

A motherfucker got jealous, and D tried to tell him 

So what do? We groove to a location that's new 

Get to servin up niggaz and the rest of they crew 

Rollin to Anaheim, rollin in my Riveira 

I take a look in my rearview cuz the cops be tailin 

Bust a left in the alley and let the cops went by 

And continue my day, feelin high as a rise 

Stop by my homie Tray Deee house to pick up the gang 

(Boo-Yaa!) One sucker died in the Time's front page 

Cuz the boys in the hood are always hard 

Ya come talkin the trash and we'll pull ya card 

So you motherfuckers better stay the fuck off my block 

If ya mind ya business, no one gets shot 

[Tray Deee] 

Ya getcha wig split comin with that bullshit 

Fuck with the gang and we bang, get yo hood licked (yeah!) 

Through from that city where it's strictly all killas and G's 

Keepin heat, known to creep, out to peel 'em for cheese 

Ain't no passes, just the fastest to get they shit out 

Or lucky to duck, when the slugs get spit out 

You know what's happenin so don't be actin like it's fiction 

Cuz I'ma catch you slippin and put you in that position 

And I ain't missin, I'm liftin everything I'm hittin 

Hold the court in the street, cuz I ain't waitin for the sentence 

Catch me on the freeway, smashin while the beat play 

Quick to let the heat spray, doin it the G way 

[Chorus] 

[repeat "Hey, hey, hey, hey." in background] 

[talking] 

That's what I'm seein 

Y'all niggaz want some of this? 

Huh? Do you know we killin niggaz pah? 

Get the fuck out the way! (You ain't knowin...) 

Hahaha, Dat Nigga Daz and Tray Deee the Beast. 

Doin it like this, all day everyday. 

So if y'all sucka-ass niggaz want some of this... 

Y'all know where to find us... or we'll find you 

One on one - fifty on fifty; it don't matter. 

Nigga...