I Don't Know Officer Lyrics - Singles - The Biggie Sound

[intro - 50 Cent] 

It's 50, It's the Unit, that means it's money (ha-ha) 

[chorus - 50 Cent] 

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 

[verse1 - 50 Cent] 

Nowadays niggaz snitchin' so much in the street 

But 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 sellin' 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, ex, dust or crystal meth 

Nah, I'm just tryin' to rap to get some cash 

Keep the Hip-Hop Police off my ass 

[chorus - Prodigy] 

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 

[verse2 - Prodigy] 

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 penitentuary 

All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit work 

When theb 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 

[chorus - 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 

[verse3 - Spider Loc] 

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 females homes 

Don't know why they told you that we sell stones 

We on the internet tryin' to get our E-mail on 

[chorus - Lloyd Banks] 

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 

[verse4 - Lloyd Banks] 

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 woth your bitch in the cruise 

Who's 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 

[chorus - Mase] 

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 

[verse5 - Mase] 

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 niggaz 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 niggaz wanna tie me to it 

I don't know why Loon and Fabby won't just say I'm they daddy 

Why they solve them CB4 niggaz 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 

[chorus - Biggie Sound] 

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 

[verse6 - Biggie Sound] 

Nah, I don't know who stabbed you 

Get down nigga! 'Cause are you in the sight of my crew 

Clickity, damn, I'm freakin' in my Chrysler 300-C 

What the fuck! I can't see the police on my street 

Nah, I don't know who stole his Audi TT 

But I know who has a fondness in his bitch 

Rubber gloves, black hat, gray glock 

I'm listenin' to the rhymes J. Glock on my block 

I'm like Bumblebee, firin' in his head 

Hittin' your ligaments, nigga believe you're dead 

Pullin' the trigger, causin' smoke, I'm right here 

Nah, nigga I don't know 

Shakin' his body I steal his dough 

[chorus - Jim Rampage] 

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 

[verse7 - Jim Rampage] 

Rhymin' with the gang of evil 

I don't know who fuck you 

I'm fuckin' PO and hittin' niggoos 

I tend to be deadly, I tend to be lethal 

Enchantin' bitches in the town, a crazy video now 

Bread with egg, 4 bottles of Henne and one fo'-fo' pow! 

I know who won this fuckin' game 

After "Get Rich" you weren't the same man 

Flyin' by the sky like Starscream 

T.B.S. & G-Unit! Fuck all the niggas on his team 

My money ain't over! Check it! T.B.S. Generals and G-Unit soldiers 

Scrollin' the paper, my bullets will shreddin' his shoulders 

Yeah! 

[chorus - 50 Cent] 

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