I Don't Know Officer (G-Unit & T.B.S. Thug)

(50 Cent ft. Lloyd Banks, Prodigy, Spider Loc, Mase, Biggie Sound & Jim Rampage)

[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