Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Fakin, artist - Big Scoob. Album song Duality, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.05.2018
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
No Fakin |
Rapper trapper chasing the dollar, that’s all I know |
Fence hopper, running from coppers, kicking the door |
Bred winner, far from beginner, hunting for dinner |
Head spinning, plotting and mobbing, dodging the prisons |
Gutter living, death is a given, fuck being timid |
Hungry nigga, hair in my stomach, I’m here to get it |
Sick and tired of walking the line, Big Homie’s livid |
Uncontrolled explodable, I am with the business |
I am with the shit no fakin' |
Lights camera cut no fakin' |
Ten toes down no fakin' |
All my nigga around no fakin' |
No fakin' no fakin' |
Where I’m from we don’t do no fakin' |
No fakin' no fakin' |
Where I’m from we don’t do no fakin' |
Where I’m from nigga no fakin' we actin dumb |
Tough niggas roguish and ready and packing guns |
Grim niggas causing a murder come get your sum |
I’ma sing it like I bring it in silence you niggas tums |
I’m a savage ain’t no habit I’m loaded from brick crumbs |
Switch jobs up and yapper and taking you niggas funds |
Ima get mad and dump off emotions I’m acting numb |
It ain’t nothing but a gang when I’m busting |
I’m having fun |
I am with the shit no fakin' |
Lights camera cut no fakin' |
Ten toes down no fakin' |
All my nigga around no fakin' |
No fakin' no fakin' |
Where I’m from we don’t do no fakin' |
No fakin' no fakin' |
Where I’m from we don’t do no fakin' |
Lights bright, stuck in they sights, it’s all hype |
Life strife, stuck in a bubble all day and ice |
Late night, stuck in the struggle, but still fight |
With all my might, built for the hustle, but do it right |
Done it, do it, did it, I move it, can still prove it |
Loyal to the soil, I’m royal blood, I’m the truest |
Gangbang, repping the name, blood I’m influenced |
By certified killas, investing time in your ruin |
Funk struggle locked in a tussle, it’s all war |
Brute force, I am the muscle guarding the door |
Thot, tramp, trollop, a pussy, it’s all whores |
Molested with the metal and ended up on all fours |
Dumping, busting, bringing destruction, deep in the action |
Fear enough, then you niggas bluffing, acting, and rapping |
Faking, shaking, facts in the making, stuck in the matrix |
I’m done with it, hell with this business |
These niggas faking |
I am with the shit no fakin' |
Lights camera cut no fakin' |
Ten toes down no fakin' |
All my nigga around no fakin' |
No fakin' no fakin' |
Where I’m from we don’t do no fakin' |
No fakin' no fakin' |
Where I’m from we don’t do no fakin' |