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- Scarfo Da Plug Live My Truth 歌詞
- Scarfo Da Plug
- Believe Nothing You Hear
And Half What you View
These niggas Pretending Gangsta Cause It’s Cool
2 Guns Up ima Trendy Lil Dude
And all of that Loud Talking Get You snoozed
These niggas be internet popping and catching Fake Bodies
The Rappers Need To Live they Truth
I Woke up the Kitchen Smell Like Crack
I Don’t Wanna Rap I Just Wanna Live My Truth
You Tryna Wife The Bitch
Tryna kiss the bitch all in the mouth Tryna Tell Her The Truth
I Sell Drugs I Just Wanna Live My Truth
He Tote Guns He Just Wanna Live His Truth
She Pop Pills and She Get On that Boot
All out her Body on shots of Azul
She say She Comfortable when She Nude
I’m Really him and This Choppa The Truth
Told em the Price Thought i Sold em a Dream
46 lock Off a Duece this the Proof
Woooo
Drop My Prices this the People’s Elbow
Double Park the Mazi Right on Melrose
Palm Angel, Dopeboy Shell toes
Trap Jesus Risen out the Hell Hole
I’ll Sell soap before I sell my Soul
Niggas be thinking it’s cool to be living They Truth in that Jam that’s a No-No
Truth of the matter is my Batter mix is immaculate
I turned a Duece to a 4 by a accident
Took the lil bitch off the pole
Make her learn on the job told her she ain’t got time for no Practicing
We Checked Your Profile
That’s Not The Real You
We Really Outside
We Never Seen You
I Know J”s By They First Name
This Corner Store Watched Me Grow up From a Youth
I’m On the Frontline I ain’t Hiding
I sell Crack Nigga that’s My truth
I Tote Sticks Wonton Soup
My niggas got bodies and Nothing to lose
My street reputation talk for itself
I’m good in the hood I got nothing to lose
No matter your hustle
Be proud of your struggle
Stand on your 10 when you working your move
Believe Nothing You Hear
And Half What you View
These niggas Pretending Gangsta Cause It’s Cool
2 Guns Up ima Trendy Lil Dude
And all of that Loud Talking Get You snoozed
These niggas be internet popping and catching Fake Bodies
The Rappers Need To Live they Truth
I Woke up the Kitchen Smell Like Crack
I Don’t Wanna Rap I Just Wanna Live My Truth
You Tryna Wife The Bitch
Tryna kiss the bitch all in the mouth Tryna Tell Her The Truth
I Sell Drugs I Just Wanna Live My Truth
He Tote Guns He Just Wanna Live His Truth
She Pop Pills and She Get On that Boot
All out her Body on shots of Azul
She say She Comfortable when She Nude
I’m Really him and This Choppa The Truth
Told em the Price Thought i Sold em a Dream
46 lock Off a Duece this the Proof
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