Lyrics Cheatin' - N.O.R.E., GoodBelt Gang

Cheatin'

You caught your girl cheatin', caught your girl cheatin'
And now you wanna kill a bitch, now you wan' kill a bitch
You gon' kill a bitch, kill a bitch, now you wan' kill a bitch
Kill a bitch, kill a bitch, now you gon' kill a bitch
Caught her creepin', creepin', cre-cre-creepin'
You caught her creepin', creepin', cre-cre-creepin'
[Verse 1: N.O.R.E.,
GoodBelt Gang (Member Unknown)
Yung Reallie
I wanna comment cause it’s your problem
I’ve seen you when you vomit but it’s your problem
I could give advice but it’s your problem
And say it’s part of life but it’s your problem
But which one to take home, I got a ho problem
Pop pills at her photo shut: role model
Money Ming, gold teeth with a gold bottle
Bitches looking though my pics but they won’t follow
I told you not to hit a God
I understand you better God
She fucked a nigga on the shitter God
It’s probably good you ain’t wit her God
Shawty had real right, no hands on her
He heard I hit now he wanna put his hands on her
This Yung Reallie, left front, got a man homie
I’m with his bitch while he tryna get the grams from me