| Edo G. will tie a lie to something
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| Say «hi» to something
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| You the type to fly 'em somewhere and buy 'em something
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| I’m the type to make 'em work then fire something
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| You the type to get played then cry or something
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| I’m the type to get laid and get tired of 'em
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| Plus the stone cold freaks son I try it on 'em
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| You the type to try to creep and be spying on 'em
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| Plus a nigga to get in beef and be dying for 'em
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| With ill thoughts about bucking me cause she fucking me
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| But that’s your baby mother and you still love her
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| I’m still cool with her mother, can check her any day
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| You can try to buy the puss' but can’t pay to stay
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| Anyways
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| You’se a minor in the major
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| Insecure always checking her pager
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| Knowing that she played ya
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| Thought you could keep her with two karats and engage her
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| Mad cause I hit and try to act like it don’t phase ya
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| Ayo my man
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| You got’s to understand
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| Money go from hand to hand
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| And women go from man to man
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| Ayo I played her like we was airtight without a care right?
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| You off to the left, Edo G had to bare right
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| We here right?
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| I hope you prepared right
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| I never made you stumble but the weed and the beer might
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| She was the type to try to lie and make us fight
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| And smile in my face and try to act all polite
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| Out of mind out of sight
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| I tried to be Frank like White to shed light on the dark of the night
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| In hindsight
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| Until you get your mind right
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| You’ll be a lemon in the limelight
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| Fucking with that dime, right?
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| Yeah she got your back cause you ain’t got a spine like
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| Most men
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| With different niggas in her box like a postman
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| Bet she leave you when you broke man
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| Yeah she’ll stay a few
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| 'Bout a day or two
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| But I ain’t paying you
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| Nigga she playing you
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| To all you money having thugs, yo I seen it before it happened
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| Like a preview
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| Tricking all your paper up at Legals
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| The club and at peoples
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| A Motel 6 with the same chicks at Hotel Nicko
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| Blessed about a week ago
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| You on some high price shit, she do it anywhere that we could go
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| You niggas ain’t hip to me
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| Cause you hit for a fee while I hit for free
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| I roll with pimps and hustlers
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| Not tricks and busters
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| Who ain’t trying to think, that she eyeing your link
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| And you stupid motherfuckers still buying 'em drinks
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| Like you whipping a Brinks cause you feeling her
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| Getting poisoned by an under cooked chicken
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| With salmonella
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| Cause Edo G’s on the realness |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Understand , by - Ed O.G. Song from the album The Truth Hurts, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп