They Don't Know - Layzie Bone, G'sta, The Loosescrews

Just lettin niggas know who the fuck they fuckin with

That’s right (we just came back to let you know)

Bone Boys is back

They don’t know who they fuckin with

They don’t know who they up against

They don’t know (we gon' creep) they don’t know (we got heat)

They don’t know (we come deep) they don’t know

Look at me paid in full, lil' homies call me Money Makin Mister

Cause I’m ballin takin trips, they know the hustlin don’t quit

Fuck a job, fuck a bitch;

I only maneuver in the fast lane

Niggas they got they hands out, ever since the cash came

But mayne I ain’t on that, they already know me

They’ll never get to owe me and I think everybody the police

Paraniod and cautious, my thug method is flawless

My reputation the rawest, surrounded by Cleveland bosses

Shit, everybody talkin so I stay seldom seen

Never stoppin and parkin, I swear the lights stay green

Green, know what I mean?

Cause other busta niggas dream

Of hustlin and tryin to be me, livin they life like kings

But this ain’t fiction, this reality dawg

It take fo'-five niggas just to handle me dawg

If I ever get a whiff you comin after me dawg

They all fall from the sawed-off, and that’ll be all

I come down with the Glock cocked, bustin out the drop-top

Clearin niggas spots out, call me Mr. Pop Pop

These pussy niggas is not hot, I’m the one that run the block

Tryin to claim it after I got it, I’m locked, nigga I think not

Still got the chop-chops, A.K.A.

them double ups

Niggas sellin ready rocks, nigga get your money up

Thinkin somethin funny bruh?

Layzie get the last laugh

Wanna see some funny stuff?

Nigga better do his math

Mr. Snatch-n-Grab, all about the taking

Billionaire in the making, yeah I’m bringin home the bacon

And the bread, and the cheese, and the eggs

Anything I need, better believe I’mma get

And the keys to the 'Vette, plus the H2 Hummer

I hustle through the fall, winter, spring and the summer

I don’t need no runner, I’m the number one gunner

I’m the one that pull the trigger when you niggas wanna run up

I hope by now you got it, I’m only in it for the profits

If you tryin to check my pockets I’mma pull it out and cock it

Fuck it pop it, let it loose, I was bred to raise the roof

Sucka-free and bullet-proof, with my trusty double-duece

The man right here, we ain’t playin round here

Shit get critical down here, real physical all year

See them lil' weak niggas, get devoured like steak

Niggas hungry, they ain’t ate, want the whole damn plate

Game all up in yo' face, it ain’t safe, you get killed

On the wrong side of the tracks, niggas is askin to get spilled

I’m built like a tank, get it?

I’m hard to hit

And I’mma get my hustle on, regardless bitch

I let the drama unfold, I ain’t startin shit

But when the shit get to crackin I split all the wigs

I’m just a baller, dig?

Came to rearrange the game

Niggas respectin the name, they know I’m doin my thang

I’m L-Burna