| Ooh Twysted
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| Yeah, uh, woo, yeah
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| When I told you that I made millions, I was telling no lies
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| I’m just tryna get my cake up, these fuck niggas pies
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| We don’t ever see eye to eye, 'cause I ain’t nothing like the other guys
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| All my niggas love me to death, 'cause I ain’t ever left my brothers side
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| Call the line, we gon' ride
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| Tell the time, this is ours
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| My nigga playing, we gon' find him
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| I got shooters right behind him
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| I got shooters from the payroll, they gon' move whenever Ralo say so
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| Loyal pay, got a hundred bodies on the draco
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| In- in- in the kitchen flipping pancakes, I done cut more bitches than a
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| band-aid
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| I done kept this on 100, every time I move there’s a hundred bands playing
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| Drummer band, they, they, I can do this every damn day
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| I might not be who you like, but I got that shit that you like
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| Move the pack in one night, get the until you’re flying
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| I only kick it with fly niggas, better not try my niggas
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| If you ever try my niggas, it’s gon' be a homicide nigga
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| When I told you that I made millions, I was telling no lies
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| I’m just tryna get my cake up, these fuck niggas pies
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| We don’t ever see eye to eye, 'cause I ain’t nothing like the other guys
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| All my niggas love me to death, 'cause I ain’t ever left my brothers side
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| Call the line, we gon' ride
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| Tell the time, this is ours
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| My nigga playing, we gon' find him
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| I got shooters right behind him
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| I got shooters from the payroll, they gon' move whenever Ralo say so
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| Loyal pay, got a hundred bodies on the draco
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| Anytime a nigga want smoke, we gon' bring smoke to they front door
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| In the condo, at the top floor, this the ahk floor, yeah
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| Call me Pablo, call me Ralo, those the names that I live by
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| Drop the top on the lambo, lift the doors up, then I peel out
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| Where’s your spot, if I find out, I’ma get my guy to do a drive by
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| Everyday I move bricks of blow, but they ain’t ever blow my house
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| Every game that I played in, it ain’t ever been a time out
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| When I told you that I made millions, it was nothing I was lying 'bout
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| When I told you that I made millions, I was telling no lies
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| I’m just tryna get my cake up, these fuck niggas pies
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| We don’t ever see eye to eye, 'cause I ain’t nothing like the other guys
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| All my niggas love me to death, 'cause I ain’t ever left my brothers side
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| Call the line, we gon' ride
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| Tell the time, this is ours
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| My nigga playing, we gon' find him
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| I got shooters right behind him
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| I got shooters from the payroll, they gon' move whenever Ralo say so
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| Loyal pay, got a hundred bodies on the draco |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Lies, artist - Ralo. Album song Diary of the Streets 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп