| Fuck y’all niggas ain’t true oh
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| Ma bitch more true than you oh
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| I’m street iga i’m true
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| You fake nigga you fool
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| I don’t give a fuck whacha knew
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| I hop in coupe
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| Never gon' droop
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| Every time i step in a booth i spit the true true true
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| Started from covers i’m Blameless above'(h)er
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| I Always stay hubmle and Never been mumblin'
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| I’m buyin' you windows shoppin'
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| Gotta get rich, No other Option
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| You Ramos i’m Robben
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| You’re almost forgotten
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| You jokin We robbing
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| You sucker we mobbing
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| You c us u tremble
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| Real G but you sobbing
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| U know u in trouble
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| I’m needle you bubble
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| Who wanna some problems?
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| They wanna some problems?
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| Watch out for us
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| We ridin' Impalas
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| Pull up on you when you come out the college
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| Whacha gon do?
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| Call your brothes
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| But you don’t know even each other
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| Now i can feel your shiver, flutter
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| You know it’s time to suffer
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| Fuck y’all niggas ain’t true oh
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| Ma bitch more true than you oh
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| I’m street niggas i’m true
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| You fake nigga you fool
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| I don’t give a fuck whacha knew
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| I hop in coupe
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| Never gon' droop
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| Every time i step in a booth i spit the true true true
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| They tryna push me to the pool full of sharks
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| But i don’t fuck with fishes, mane, i got Jesus touch
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| (Okey)
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| Don’t prononuce my name, hey
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| You the fuckin' lame, mane
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| I ain’t give a damn, damn
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| Pull up on your ass, bang bang
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| May be i’m not gang bang
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| I still doin' my thang
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| Get your ass outta way
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| Fuck what a nigga say
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| Why you always hatin me
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| I’m the one who you wanna be
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| Double G on the beat yes you know me
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| Bitch i never flee and you know it (straight up) |