Key: Db major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Hold up these boys fronting
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Like they moving blocks
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Like big dope slangers on swaggers
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Cruising drugs
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I can't stand niggas rapping
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Like they use them Glocks
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You ain't no ball hog nigga
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You ain't shooting up shots
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Niggas claim to have stripes like a referee
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But you ain't calling no
shots nigga technically
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This ain't a game this is life
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the only techs you'll see
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Is not fouls just guns that
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re set your T I M E
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Some niggas fake it til they make it
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They tell lies then they wish
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that they could erase it
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Face it there ain't no facts in
none of ya statements
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You ain't wearing guns like
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it's a fashion statement
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I know you gone hate
this talking to you mister
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Smile when they with ya
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And when they leave they diss ya
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See niggas gone wish ya
don't get no richer
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I'll snap with no Kodak and hope
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that you get the picture
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Now let's keep it real are you
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really a vulture
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That'll make a nigga as stiff
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as a picture on a poster
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Tell the truth if a hater get up
and approach ya
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Would you make that nigga wish he
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Stayed seated like a sofa
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Most of well let me say a large
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percent
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Of these keeping it real niggas is fraudulent
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I know you thought you had
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ya boy convinced
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But you fake you phony
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you know the rest
Verse 2
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Only us wait to swipe falsi fying
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Talking bout the paper stick
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When you know they fucking pay
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Only us wait to swipe falsifying
Cm
Sliping that drink when
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you hating
Verse 3
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Calling your bluff
A lot of rappers claim to be tough
Abm
You bout as tough as toilet tissue
full of that brown stuff
Cm
Your commode is about to erupt
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Bbm
You think you're hot dog ging but
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ya ketchup is catching up
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Tomorrow ya stuck
Ya rims cost more than ya truck
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You a baller but you always
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wanna borrow a buck
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My worst rap is better than ya best song
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Ya'll boys faker than Li press ones
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Rapping hard but the streets
know lie bout drama
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When ya dog died you went
home and cried to ya mama
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You'll get devoured in this
game like a wildebeest
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With your white gold chain
and your silver piece
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Please don't make me laugh
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You slab when you rap but
in real life you catching a cab
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Cm
I saw you at the club with that
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fine chick you was hugging
Bbm
Telling me it was your gal but
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it's really your cousin
Ab
You fake you phony you exaggerating
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Abm
If you a mack why you always
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home masturbating
Cm
You ain't gotta lie to me about
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the cash you making
Bbm
Quit acting and faking
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For real
Verse 4
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Only us wait to swipe falsi fying
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Talking bout the paper stick
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When you know they fucking pay
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Only us wait to swipe falsifying
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Sliping that drink when you hating
Verse 5
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Yeah
there is
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no need to lie
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You ain't sliping drink
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You ain't smoking diss
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You ain't got no in
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the pimp or you ride
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Quit falsify
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Quit falsify
Outro 1
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