Who Sang U Neva Know? Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy Thug Matrimony: Married to the Streets cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2004-10-26
length: 4:20
Some other versions of "U Neva Know"

[Trick Daddy]
This one goin out to uhh, that ***** Bub (the game done changed)
Young Black Boy, Rick Growley, that ***** Wayne Parker (ha ha)
You know, all the *****z I know that was told on
Yesterday's, killers, today's **** *****z huh?

[Verse One]
My lifestyle's quite complicated
I'm an ex-drug dealer, corner sto' *****, still mob affiliated
I'm disrespectful, ill-mannered and quite fiesty
That's why **** *****z and slap *****es never did like me

But Lord, if you're listenin', please God forgive me
If I end up doin' one of these *****z out to ruin me and kill me
But the devil leaves me only a few choices
I gotta kill him or he'll kill me, why'all *****z don't hear me

See why'all got choppers that's splittin' when these *****z
Go to [unknown] sippin and set trippin' like (**** *****s listen)
I'm just doin my thug thizzle, and I ain't ****in with a *****
So why they ****in with a ***** huh?

I guess it's part of the strip, where you step out of line
get flipped out the lip, ****in 'round get killed
So let them *****z know I'll never forget 'em
Through the rain sleet or snow, I'll always remember yo

[Chorus: x 2]
You never know, you never know
You never know, you never never know
You never know, you never know that
know that.. (know that..)

[Verse Two]
And even though my, childhood was low budget, ****
Some of the **** I couldn't have, I wouldn'ta have
if the *****z wouldn'ta took it
I wanted things my momma couldn't afford

And that's crazy, cause as a little shorty
it made me even want it more
But now the police got the spot hot
Doin' an undercover drug ring, sellin X pills and cocaine

And some sets up a reverse thang; what makes it worse
is that them jerks lost they spine against my own team
I heard how bad them boys really want me
But most likely, they gon' indict me, for keepin it real homey

After all, I done exposed a few of they rats
And done told on a few cats to get a few years up off they back
And all the **** that I can tell 'em, tell 'em
Two times convicted felon so, ain't much I can sell 'em

Plus I'm a slug and my third strike's my whole life
I know the money's lovely but hell I'll hold tight cause


[Verse Three]
(One murder comin right up)
Who got beef for the Daddy Dollars
And wearin wires around they collars
Yo, why'all **** *****z I'll stop ya

And I declare war on any ***** boy
And tell his momma his son a whore
Him give dem crackers what dey lookin for
See the Boogie Man's got a backup plan

And I'll, back up sprayin, so why'all don't act up man
I was just a law-abidin citizen
And I never been a **** started, but I been well known to finish it
See, and you can **** around, and have a whole truck

of young stupid muh'****ers, 'cept that now they lookin for ya
And all they need is a minute in the clear
Where all the witnesses in they *** done be worth a whole life chance
So why'all keep playin all the crackin, den throwin bricks at 'em

The next ***** they catch, bet they *** sendin matches
You never know, cause they never know, and they never will
Why? Cause real *****z never tell, see'mon


CD 1
  • 1 Fuckin' Around (intro)
  • 2 Fuckin' Around
  • 3 Let's Go
  • 4 Gangsta Livin'
  • 5 These Are the Daze
  • 6 I Wanna Sang
  • 7 The Children's Song
  • 8 U Neva Know
  • 9 Sugar (Gimme Some)
  • 10 Skit
  • 11 Menage a Trois
  • 12 J.O.D.D.
  • 13 4 Eva
  • 14 I Cry
  • 15 Thugs About
  • 16 Ain't a Thug
  • 17 Down Wit Da South

  • Release information
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    script: Latin