Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Betrayed, artist - CRIPS. Album song Nationwide Rip Ridaz II - Betrayed (Can't Trust Nobody), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dangerous
Song language: English
Betrayed |
Geah. |
I feel betrayed |
Now I had this lil' homie that I thought was real |
Had flows in his game and I’ll never forget him |
Used to be down for the hood thang |
Quick to cook and breakin' caine |
Straight runnin thangs around the way |
Havin his money man |
A rider from the hood understood by many sets |
With the hood tatted on his backarm and neck |
Givin a fuck about a robbery steady dippin and ready for trippin |
Let the good times roll when my nigga put that clip in |
The type of homie you can depend on |
When some shit got crazy or relict went dead wrong |
Respected by G’s, lil' locs and ghetto queens |
Stripes from late night creepin with infra-red beams |
He seemed to be a soldier who thought he would switch |
And start talkin like a lil' old punk bitch |
When the Feds got on him |
He ran his mouth like a two dollar hoe |
Even brought that muthafucca to my door |
I feel |
Betrayed |
Can’t trust nobody cause people nowadays act crazy |
Betrayed |
Can’t trust nobody cause people nowadays act shady |
Now I had this fly bitch that was on my team |
Big titts, brown ass fallin out them jeans |
Used to be down to suck a fat dick |
Quick to turn a bitch trick |
Brang the scrilla home to me |
Kept my pockets fat |
Should’ve stopped me on the block sellin coochie for big leaf |
With the cold dippin the pocket while she on her knees |
Givin a fuck about a murder, give her a strap watch it now |
Breakin a nigga a bid |
When it comes down to the snaps |
That type of hoe you can rely on |
When the chips get low |
This hoe gon' get a grand O |
Laced on the team I guess that’s why she call me daddy |
Never thought this funky bitch will run her twist and try to have it |
For the ki’s I got this hoe tried to set me up |
And the folks out side waitin' to tie a nigga up |
But I’m sure I do this funky hoe was up to something |
So I grabbed the .9 nina and started dumpin |
Betrayed |
Can’t trust nobody cause people nowadays act crazy |
Betrayed |
Can’t trust nobody cause people nowadays act shady |
Betrayed |
Can’t trust nobody cause people nowadays act crazy |
Betrayed |
Can’t trust nobody cause people nowadays act shady |
Now I got this crazy uncle kept a badass hoe |
Runnin games, havin thangs, steady stackin the dough |
Used to be down for the hoo-ride, quick to do a homicide |
If you owed him chips you better pay him or you for sure to die |
Soldier from that old school, ready for combat |
With a left hook down to put a youngster on his back |
Really not care where you come from, what set you claim |
See it’s all about that scrilla, when the .9 take game (that's right) |
That type of uncle you respected |
Hit a lick for the chips, bump a bitch and get naked |
He used to lounge in my house when the things got crazy |
Never thought he’d crossed the line and be fuckin my lady |
But it goes for sure then my uncle was a cold nigga |
Played to find a weakness in my bitch and he went up in her |
Hit the stash, get some cash and a quarter key |
Wanna kill his ass but I can’t smoke my own family |
Betrayed |
Can’t trust nobody cause people nowadays act crazy |
Betrayed |
Can’t trust nobody cause people nowadays act shady… |