Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stop Lyin', artist - Tha Dogg Pound. Album song Cali Iz Active, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.06.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
Stop Lyin' |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it |
This is for my niggas, this for my bitches |
(Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted |
Nigga you know we ain’t gotta get specific) |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it |
This is for my niggas, this for my bitches |
(Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted) |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie… |
I hear the story everyday |
On how many niggas that you done shot |
How many rocks you done chopped up and sold on the block |
Is it true, you ain’t a busta? |
Is this really what it is motherfucker? |
Yeah, the nigga rentin' Benz’s |
And Phantom’s, but the shit ain’t yours |
You a soft ass nigga, wanna be hardcore |
I heard ya bombin', frontlinin', Young Osama |
Bangin' on niggas like it ain’t a thang |
It’s nothin', it’s common |
Man, he never ever bust a gun, he never talked that shit |
Don’t know if he from Blood or from Crip |
But always bang that shit |
Now that’s a bitch in my book |
Somethin' to bake and cook |
Real niggas don’t die, that don’t apply to hooks |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it |
This is for my niggas, this for my bitches |
(Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted |
Nigga you know we ain’t gotta get specific) |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it |
This is for my niggas, this for my bitches |
(Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted) |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie… |
(Why you gotta lie?) |
I thought you was the truth, fire-proof |
Remember goin' out with a bang off of the roof? |
(Why you gotta lie?) |
You say that you related to Snoop |
But I’m his first-cousin bitch and I don’t really know you |
(Why you gotta lie?) |
Oh… is that right? |
You ready any time, any place, day or night? |
(Why you gotta lie?) |
Yeah, why ya (lie) |
Why ya — why ya — why ya (lie) |
Nigga why you gotta lie? |
We got ya now, fresh out the pen |
Broke with no ends, that what you get |
Motherfucker when you lie to your friends |
I heard it, there’s million stories |
All that jibber-jabber won’t bring ya no glory |
This is his story, he’s so G |
Ain’t scared to squabble, might make niggas wobble |
We the type of niggas that make history |
So stop tryin' to tell me what you supposed to be |
Stop lyin' nigga |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it |
This is for my niggas, this for my bitches |
(Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted |
Nigga you know we ain’t gotta get specific) |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it |
This is for my niggas, this for my bitches |
(Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted) |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie… |
You’s a motherfuckin' lie and the truth ain’t in ya |
Ya fake ass nigga, you’s a fake ol' pretender |
Ya wannabe, ya busta mark ass, you’s a reject |
And you the type of nigga gets no respect |
All I’m gon' do is tell ya this |
D.P.G.C., born and breaded since a teen |
Fire it up and let it slide fool, just tryin' to warn ya |
Cause I’m postin' and the lil' homies might take off on ya |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it |
This is for my niggas, this for my bitches |
(Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted |
Nigga you know we ain’t gotta get specific) |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it |
This is for my niggas, this for my bitches |
(Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted) |
Cause you ain’t gotta lie… |