T-I-F-A me no want so she need for mek R-Eality check har cause de B inna de boy mix de F-A-R he nah stop link de hot S-T-A-R but me tell him say can
? See I like me Cause he like me God likes me You, you don't like me? [x2] [Verse 2: Da' T.R.U.T.H.] I just smile - I'm so content And I ain't even got
the Hennessey dick Mess around and go blind, don't get to see shit The next batter, here to shatter your bladder, it doesn't matter Skinny or fat or boy
Rockabye em Nd da shotz r fire Nd nobody can save u Private Ryanz Hold up hold up hold up [Weezy Talkin] I made u Papa I AM U betta ease by em cause
-O-B-T-I-G-H-T-A-I-D-S-D-I-E-S-E-K-T-E A-Doppel-G-R-O-B-E-R-L-I-N-F-I-C-K-D-I-C-H S-I-D-O-B-T-I-G-H-T-A-I-D-S-D-I-E-S-E-K-T-E A-Doppel-G-R-O-B-E-R
N9ne] This verse was intended for a gospel rapper that we all admire And he goes by the name of da t.r.u.t.h. All we wanted was a righteous man to lead
know, A is for Africa B is for Brother C is for Caring D is for Da Da E is for Everyone F is for Forever G is for my Guitar H is for Here We Go Bend
shirt with no sleeves Cause that's me, pushing a big body U-V And that's me, keeping the spot H-O-T And that's me, I represent that A-V-A-R-I-C-E whooo
You ain't get shit, Big Moe got a Navigator Matter fact, you had the worst verse on the song But we all know, you ain't shit but a clone You ain't write
Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep. GROVE street, BLOOD we two deep Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep. [Verse 1: YG Hootie
(feat. Da T.R.U.T.H.) In the hood you get props if you shot somebody If you got shot, everybody thinks you tight Lives being taken' fast like a Mazarati
kill u the da feds come and Im long gone Dont try to tell me you anit heard about A nigga (bone) Lyrical killer Im fienna let the trigga go Anybody think
