a freak Or a bitch that'll do anythin' to get rich Or a snitch that'll drop dime on the click Or a fake, that'll rather see me at my wake Or a Jake tryin
pop a clip for huh, I'm doing this for hip hop Im coming after you, him and his spot still tied to the streets like a ish knot aint nothing fake, I'm
make poker faces facelift. [Jae Millz] Chi Town girl, bag match her heels, ass hella fake, but it feel real, and it felt great when we had sex, i tow her out the frame
least I thought I was, they had the whole place barred Still thinkin' I sold drugs, ice 'em up, kick the door in, I find Satan From up top, bullets soaring, but I fake
going in the night like you were just serving a sentence fuck 'em girl, celebrate your independence! fireworks popping, like it's a celebration, come party over here the other fellas faking
the chain a little drop of candy paint drips off the frame twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain an eraser for a head, f-cking pencil for a frame
mc that claim to keep it real Shaquille gone slap 'em with a mil Criss cut clean numerical order bills Ill, now put it on the wrist The best thing since grits & fake
These are the results of a thousand electric volts A neck with bolts, "Nurse we're losin' him, check the pulse" A kid who refused to respect adults Wore spectacles with taped frames
it movin' Fuckin' with the wrong nigga, hope you know what you doin' Now blame me, all the same niggas is lame It's not a game, makin' names still splittin' your frames
this is some advice you do a snake you be payin' the price catch you at the dice game blow you out the frame crack cheater, cause my niggaz is grimy
fore I have Big Truck pass the shotty and blast somebody, bitch! Mastered the flow, the gun and the hand game Now I'm resurrectin a REAL nigga campaign Fake
advice You do a snake, you be payin' the price Catch you at the dice game, blow you out the frame Crack cheater 'cuz my niggaz is grimy All we really
m tellin' you, man She was wild man f'real It's just too, let me tell you about her Yo, in she came with the same type game The type of girl givin' out the fake
back in the kitchen Pyrex's Occupied by the twins, bank robbers with large records Hard vests, 86 got guards on, Benetton rugbies And frames that fake
Me and my nigga. what!? [killah priest] The emperor, chief sinister, street minister Guarenteed in two bars to finish ya React like a cat when he arches back Give a fake
ma prove this shit, right here. Me and my nigga. what!? [movie sample] Violence and punishment of enemies. [killah priest] I give a fake rapper a heart
me, who? Not me Pop 1 bottle, pop 2, bottles pop 3 4, 5, 6, chicks in tha V.I.P., 7, 8, 9, naw, they all dimes O.G. Louis frames match my Louis kicks
baddest chick in the game you can see im picture perfect when you look at my frame. they ask is that was that you back there? i keep it real no fake,