Lyrics:
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
[Chorus: Repeat x2]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make your
Heat up and flare I swear
[Chorus: Repeat x2]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make your
Heat up and flare I swear
in your cars been moved
And you swore that there was no one else but you, you
And something Ellis you can't explain
Why'd ya call me by somebody
Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
No he's not around, now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without
Moment of truth
Ahh wow
I came in the mix wit my squad and zip
Stay wit a chick that's foreign as shit
160 when I rage in the whip
Ragin on stage when I
ties
She's got no right to dawg her out
That is the mother of your child
You loved her once and that's the truth
Baby boy looks just like you
need to grow
No need to grind
Be comfortable and just take your time
What he said to me looked me in the eyes
But I see truth i won't believe your lies
'cause I might leave with your chick
Just keeping it real my nigga
It's a player's feel my nigga
Don't take no bitch to the club when you just met her my
with the pipes and the chicks chicks (Yeah yeah)
It's a bliss bliss they don't wanna miss this
Yeah I be in my zone bring them drinks drinks (Yeah yeah)
been the truth
I been the truth
I been the truth
I’m just the part most people fail to mention
Yeah Street scholar, but empowered by my new
, Truth Fuccin Roccz
Two fucking glocks shoot some rude fucking shots
Legendary good and a plane of sober
GMode and Rekkards Inc. niggas taking over, what's
right at the Truth commercial
Some days I don't want to be bothered
Some days I just miss my father
And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out
It
chicks, Two Fifths
Two moments I could give a fuck less
On me, On me
I'm as trill as it gets
Don't be on that copying shit
Kill shit I drill shit no field
[Chorus: Repeat x2]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make your
Heat up and flare I swear
movin' on to the next
Actually, just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks
'Cause she loves danger, psychopath
And you don't fuck with no
with the wrong peeps
And selling more crack than cracks in concrete
Mission complete til' you was caught by the police
Now it's no college just fam that
the truth (true)
Tell nothin' but the truth (true)
Tell nothin' but the truth
I got hood stories like I sleep with it
Two story condo with a thick bitch
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
what he speak
His title improving by the week
Fallout den Uber by the eats
Go lie and NOSE UP in his meech
Foe ah neva tell no lies
First thing he said
too lit
Here I go actin' too rich, here I go with a new chick
And I know what the truth is, still playin' after two kids
It's a lot to digest when
let's go
Step up out the club wit a dizzy head
I got two chick that got dizzy legs
I'm bout to double up (One on each arm)
You know I'm bout
to Asian and Caucasian sayin'...
[Chorus: x2]
[Apldap]
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified and make
bae I'ma slide
She ate the beef and waited
For the hot mayo inside
My cock get dry she stop by, can't go inside
'Cause my other chick in the
Crib
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