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letra de the truth - lil damey

[intro]
y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on, man
k!ll your mama gang
long live chuck, long live spazz
n-ggas doin’ all that rap cappin’
i’m finna let y’all know what’s really goin’ crosswestern

[verse]
smokin’ mario, he was in memphis, got his sh-t splat (goofy)
what about tay? guess the deuce don’t want they l!ck back (nah)
my draco got a drum, let it blow, it got no kickback (uh)
talkin’ down on tank and hottie, now i’m finna speak facts (doya, doya, doya, doya, doya)
we ride with them sticks out (b-tch)
don’t slide on the 9, you gon’ get bl!cked down (uh)
all the hoes on my d-ck now (yeah)
just beat that attempt, foenem say, “sit down”
and i’m smokin’ on eazy (dumbass)
joc, foxx, lil walt, b-tch, smokin’ reese
just me and lil c
man down on the opps, now he up on tv (fasho)
can’t post from behind bars
got smoked by 12, can’t go like rah rah (dumbass)
and i ain’t with the rah-rah
exoticman got cracked, now we call his ass “zaza” (exoticman)
roll up that lojack
lil ray in the air, up there where jo at
chubby, that’s dope pack, detro got hit, they still ain’t score back (scoom, scoom, scoom)
i don’t know ace boogie, another dead opp just like tae boogie (boogie ‘nem)
he was sayin’ f-ck lil d, so my backwood filled up with woogie (f-ck ’em)
f-ck flip, f-ck markey, they both dead now, now i bet they sorry
cball and junior, they both got smoked on the same block as nari
and i’m smokin’ on olehead, ain’t know him either, but he got a swole head (dummy)
he was dissin’ on bando, so i’m glad that p-ssy-ass n-gga deebo dead (goofy)
f-ck everybody block (yeah)
we don’t do cliquin’ up, so everybody opps (yeah)
we f-ck everybody thots (yeah)
whole team on go, so everybody hot (yeah)
finna slide on the p for sdub and wb (f-ck ’em)
what about juquan? how the f-ck he get smoked in kankakee? (goofy-ass n-gga, man)
kellz tried to run for his life, tori dumbass got shot off a bike
tristian, chicken, kuku, they all some snitches, man, they just like mice
and i keep my gun, f-ck 12, free roe and juan (b ‘nem)
you better not run, turn your ass to a pack just like flyy shawn
don’t get left in the cut like oj
f-ck saw, f-ck [?], f-ck dtae
f-ck bang, tried to rob ray money and got his ass smoked, don’t go like lil dre (goofy)
f-ck turk, boonie moe and sam
f-ck cash, mookie moe and bam
lil zay wanna diss on his fam’ (ain’t never did sh-t)
free jaymo and l’s out the can, n-gga
f-ck [?], boc, throw in the deuce, we up the opps, n-gga, tell the truth (for real)
f-ck diddy, pyro and smooth
800k, what y’all wanna do? (f-ck the snakes, man)
[outro]
n-gga, what?
smokin’ calvert and franko too, b-tch
i don’t even know them n-ggas
we still smokin’ they ass
y’all know who run crosswestern, man
i’m back down, man
lil damey (tyler made a beat)
it go up fasho, fasho
fasho, fasho
fasho, fasho

- lil damey

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