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(альбом: Shadow Of A Doubt - 2015)

[Hook:]
I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many playa-hating niggas tryna sound like us
I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck
So many playa-hating niggas tryna shine like us
I say, I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many playa-hating niggas tryna sound like us
I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck
So many playa-hating niggas tryna shine like us
Say they ready, I don't think they know it

Working while I got some prices on my license
A nigga tried to green light me, but I wasn't going
I used to lay up with this bitch
I used to flip and didn't really give a shit about a nigga flowing
She was contending, tryna ran up to her and break out
You could see her in the kitchen whipping with the soda
I bought a ounce of cocaina for I bent her over
And I remember when the broads used to put me out
Cars I was sleeping out
Pill hella heavy, hella bars I can't even count
LA county jail and got my moms here to bail me out
Rap game break your homies hearts if you leave 'em out
Dope game'll leave you with a charge if you getting out
Government will fuck a nigga dreams, never live 'em out
I'm trapping on the blade, hella cards I was sweeping out
Rap game break your niggas heart out if you leave 'em out

[Hook:]
I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many player-hating niggas tryna sound like us
I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck
So many player-hating niggas tryna shine like us
Say they ready, I don't think they know it
Yeah, yeah
Say they ready, I don't think they know it
Yeah
Straight to hell where these niggas going

Yeah, lifestyles of the insane, bang
Cost a little extra tryna be a real nigga
I thought a record contract would get the rent paid
Freddie Kane world tour fuck your deal, nigga
And all the niggas jumped off, that was your loss
And they forgot who was the boss and covered all costs
But yesterday a 50 package got 'em all off
I UPS it on the ground, bet they all off
The pages of a psychopath
And nowadays I never write 'em, just recite 'em, yeah
I put the lighter to the fire, and ignite it, yeah
My neighbor used to hit my alley just to buy a bag
And I remember when the broads used to put me out
Cars I was sleeping out
Pill hella heavy, hella bars I can't even count
LA county jail and got my here moms here to bail me out
Rap game break your homies heart out if you leave 'em out

[Hook:]
I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many player-hating niggas tryna sound like us
I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck
So many player-hating niggas tryna shine like us
I say they ready, I don't think they know it
Yeah, yeah
Say they ready, I don't think they know it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I said, I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many player-hating niggas tryna sound like us
I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck
So many player-hating niggas tryna shine like us
I say they ready, I don't think they know it
Yeah, yeah
Say they ready, I don't think they know it
Yeah
Straight to hell where these niggas going
Yeah
Straight to hell where these niggas going
Yeah, yeah
Straight to hell where these niggas going
Yeah
Straight to hell where these niggas going
Fuck
Say they ready, I don't think they know it