Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Da Truth, artist - Doe B. Album song D.O.A.T. 3 (Definition Of A Trapper), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Doe B
Song language: English
Da Truth |
Maserati coupe, I’m the truth |
Also with no roof, I’m the truth |
These fake ass rappers know I’m the truth |
In and out the booth, I’m the truth |
Yeah, you can tell the way I’m shining, I’m the truth |
Nigga, these real diamonds, I’m the truth |
Everything on me designer, I’m the truth |
These other niggas lying, I’m the truth |
I’m truth like |
Not a bootlegger, but I got to keep a burner |
You play, I’m shooting at you like a motherfucking backboard |
Y’all niggas asked for it, doing the whole dash, boy |
Screaming, «Fuck the task force» |
Fuck the DEA, fuck the MPD |
I’m Derrick Rose in the rose bowl, I’m MVP |
Got more bottles than a new born, choppers we got two on |
Y’all niggas lukewarm, I’m fire hot |
My knees are sky high, too low on my side |
Squares like an iPod, connect it like WiFi |
So lil' nigga, why try? |
You can’t stop my shine |
The motherfucking truth |
I’m the truth like Paul Pierce |
My bitch all real, you niggas not at all real |
The truth don’t tell lies, you niggas is lies |
eighty-five just to kill time |
Real ice in my watches, real ice in my necklace |
I put so many chains on bitches thought I was |
And I got real road runners, and I am the mailman |
All my pass touchdowns, I have no interceptions |
You smell it we sell it, kush come from Cali' |
And Sacramento, I know where them bales at |
Niggas jealous, yeah cause we |
now get your whole career wiped out |