Artist: Plies Album: The Real Testament Song: I Know You Workin Typed by: JDcase1982@yahoo.com [Chorus] X2 Ol' police ass nigga dog I know you workin Trying to set a bitch up, gone make a nigga hurt him That nigga poison dog, a bitch need to murk him What the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin [Verse 1] That nigga name all through a bitch black and white That nigga told them crackas shit that they ain't even like Went fed and got out and act like it's alright That nigga you snitched on shit them crackas gave him life You know that fuck nigga police and you and that nigga tight Ridin with that fuck nigga like that nigga right Birds of a feather fuck together ya'll just alike And ya'll cop it from that fuck nigga and buyin pipes How you break bread with a nigga dog you know he trif These niggas go from real to fuck niggas overnight You can't flip it now ,you a police fo life And stay from around me fuck nigga, you ain't my type [Chorus] X2 [Verse 2] And how I feel nigga I might whack you on the house Since you can't seem to close yo' pussy ass mouth You got niggas spooked, niggas scared to go to trial Since you police ass niggas done came back in style Set niggas up you pussy niggas gone wild Broke niggas off, taking niggas from they child Need to kill all you pussies, put you in a pile In ever clique there's a potential snitch hangin' round Got the fuck from round you niggas, moved out of town Cause if you stay too long nigga you fed bound Nigga told on his brotha to knock his time down Nigga's tell on one of my people I'm gunnin yo ass down [Chorus] X2 [Verse 3] Tell yo son the truth nigga, his dad a pussy If you was real you woulda got your lil' time and took it Instead of being a solider, fuck nigga you turned cookie You think this snitchin shit is sweet, you really think you whoopin' You gone come home one night, bitch gone be in them bushes Them crackers ain't gonna be able to protct yo' ass then pussy So while you roaming these streets nigga you better be lookin' If a nigga snitched on yo' people dog don't give him no cushion Murk that pussy ass nigga, naw don't whoop him He took yo' peoples life, so his life need to be tooken Them choppa bullets through his head, where you need to put 'em Dead or living fuck nigga you'll forever be pussy [Chorus] X2