| Song | If They Don't Know |
| Artist | Fiend |
| Album | Street Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fiend | |
| You ain't never been to my city where niggas my age don't like coppers | |
| Who rifles there could divide ya or call choppers | |
| Where dopeheads look like you and me | |
| But usually the habit of some ? easy to get your three | |
| Trapped from free world money woman your missin | |
| You can smell it from can taste or poppys chicken | |
| The police snitch when they think its there ass | |
| Should've thought about that when you was flashin your badge | |
| All turfs are wars your blunts are our cause | |
| Young ghetto bitches only they want ghetto stars | |
| Bet your real ward if you fuckin hears people | |
| Sensitive dicks make the game so lethal | |
| Sequals ain't never heard ain't no sequals on the streets | |
| Oh yes my people it can happen in a week | |
| Peep my location or when the dope casin | |
| And hoes that don't like me work with the police station |
| zuo ci : Fiend | |
| You ain' t never been to my city where niggas my age don' t like coppers | |
| Who rifles there could divide ya or call choppers | |
| Where dopeheads look like you and me | |
| But usually the habit of some ? easy to get your three | |
| Trapped from free world money woman your missin | |
| You can smell it from can taste or poppys chicken | |
| The police snitch when they think its there ass | |
| Should' ve thought about that when you was flashin your badge | |
| All turfs are wars your blunts are our cause | |
| Young ghetto bitches only they want ghetto stars | |
| Bet your real ward if you fuckin hears people | |
| Sensitive dicks make the game so lethal | |
| Sequals ain' t never heard ain' t no sequals on the streets | |
| Oh yes my people it can happen in a week | |
| Peep my location or when the dope casin | |
| And hoes that don' t like me work with the police station |
| zuò cí : Fiend | |
| You ain' t never been to my city where niggas my age don' t like coppers | |
| Who rifles there could divide ya or call choppers | |
| Where dopeheads look like you and me | |
| But usually the habit of some ? easy to get your three | |
| Trapped from free world money woman your missin | |
| You can smell it from can taste or poppys chicken | |
| The police snitch when they think its there ass | |
| Should' ve thought about that when you was flashin your badge | |
| All turfs are wars your blunts are our cause | |
| Young ghetto bitches only they want ghetto stars | |
| Bet your real ward if you fuckin hears people | |
| Sensitive dicks make the game so lethal | |
| Sequals ain' t never heard ain' t no sequals on the streets | |
| Oh yes my people it can happen in a week | |
| Peep my location or when the dope casin | |
| And hoes that don' t like me work with the police station |