You Don't Know

Intro - Loon - talking
Yeah, see a lotta finger pointin goin on
A lot of judgment bein passed
don't even know what their fkin talkin 'bout
I go by the name of Loon
And I represent this Bad Boy s**t
'Til the motherfkin casket drop
d*mn right, uh, aiyyo, aiyyo

Verse 1
don't know me, it's time that I give you the first taste
In case suffer the worst case
Harlem my birthplace, I used to run with that hurt Mase
I started "Harlem World" in the first place
was thirsty, jumped out the window
Indoed the fk up, it cost they friends yo
Cause that's how friends go
But tryna get they ends yo
Forget about the nigg* that lent yo
Ask for dollar, now you wanna holla cause your ends low
But look at how far your friends go
Killer is doin it, nigg* Loon drop girls is losin it
Keep the tool c*cked, is usin it
Only if it's a must, nigg* front, put they d*ck in the dust
That's what you get, fk with like us
Loon that nigg* that bust, even though you think that nigg* just lust
These chicks, after I hit, I put the b*tch on the bus

Chorus
(Oh you don't know who the fk I be?)
Oh it's the L, double O, N, representin the NYC
(Any nigg* disrespect my G's)
Son a nigg* get jacked, nigg* get cr*pped, even dumped in the sea
(Oh you don't know what the fk I know?)
When it come to the dough, nigg* I'ma pro, when I step to them hoes
(Oh you don't know what the fk I do?)
To a nigg* like you thinkin your crew gon' do somethin to Loon

Verse 2
I'm glad Puff let me get to my gat
Cause now I'm 'bout to give 'em my pack
Get in the 'Lac, sit in the back
Ride around with my s**t in my lap
The first nigg* react, the first nigg* act, nigg* get clapped
I don't get down with you like that
So all that yikkety-yak, a nigg* front, gun clickety clack
Make it hard for you that rap
Cause when you gotta pick up the slack
Pick up a pack or pick up a plaque
You ain't think my flow could pick up like that
The way I stick to a track, the impeller gettin hit with a bat
One swing'll bring your s**t to your lap
And make you s**t in your slacks
Your body shape forever zip and your trapped
Let me tell you about the difference in rap
And the difference is street, that creep
Bust your s**t with the heat
If I find out a nigg* soft and he sweet
I'm knockin 'em off their feet
sn*tchin his b*tch and ridin off with his Jeep

Chorus

Verse 3
Uh, yeah, aiyyo you frontin like you seen stacks
Deep down, you's a clown and you don't need to feed back
Hey yo, y'all need to ease back
Now how you come with your guns and your ones, and your sons like you squeeze gats
don't believe that, and them girls don't believe that
That's why you ride with your seat back
don't like you, they probably put a bullet right through
ya motherfkin chest with they rifle, livin trifle
And last year 'round this time, we did it to a nigg* just like you
Lean like the Eiffel, scream on you like your wife do
Gleam on you like the ice do, I might seem like a nice dude
Even though know, got a nigg* eighteen that'll knife you
Split nigg* as* crack, picture we waitin on as* cap
When you could get it like the last cat, rat a tat tat

Chorus - 2X