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letra de stop lying - memothemafioso

[intro]
my money gettin’ long, barely even fold (nope)
i could make a roll triple if i hit the road (run it)
probably think that i’m bluffin’ like i really won’t (huh)
flexin’ that chain until i rip it from his throat (ugh)

[chorus]
i heard he servin’ chicken, but it’s drippin’ from his nose (drip)
everybody pimpin’, someone tell me where the hoes? (where they at?)
you ain’t really trippin’ just because you got a pole (huh)
they be lyin’ and i know, never trust not a soul (nope)

[verse 1]
tax ’em for the high, but i get it for the low (bеst price)
y’all ain’t got no motherf-ckin’ ties and it shows (for rеal)
pushin’ all the b-ttons, but they never pressin’ go
keep on speakin’ on my name and end up way more than exposed (b-tch)
i got a lotta game from the streets where it’s cold (yup)
before i bought a chain, i bought a quarter pound of snow (yup)
took a couple l’s, i could never let ’em go (uh-uh)
probably why i grind harder, i remember bein’ low (for real)
i do it for myself, bet you do it for them hoes (what?)
i don’t f-ck with b-tches ‘less we got the same goals (come on now)
let me put on re-up what you would’ve put on clothes (yeah)
watch it come back in a week and now it’s double than before (double up)
they perpin’ like a boss, but they never in control (no)
always f-ckin’ with lames and tryna act like they don’t know (hmm)
lyin’ through your t–th is pretty motherf-ckin’ bold (b-tch)
don’t become another victim sayin’ sh-t because it go (hah)
[chorus]
i heard he servin’ chicken, but it’s drippin’ from his nose (ugh)
everybody pimpin’, someone tell me where the hoes? (where they at?)
you ain’t really trippin’ just because you got a pole (nope)
they be lyin’ and i know, never trust not a soul (nope)
i heard he servin’ chicken, but it’s drippin’ from his nose (ugh)
everybody pimpin’, someone tell me where the hoes? (where they at?)
you ain’t really trippin’ just because you got a pole (nope)
they be lyin’ and i know, never trust not a soul (nope)

[verse 2]
i was on the dolo flippin’ nickels in the zone (flip)
my sh-t blowin’ up, i had to cop a couple phones (who this?)
i don’t do fronts, don’t ever hit me for no loan (no)
i could tell that you bluffin’, i hear that shakin’ in your tone (haha)
they ain’t on what i’m on, ain’t opinion, it’s a fact (h-ll nah)
i could leave with a ten and double back with thirty stacks (thirty-ball)
they be playin’ pretend, i’ma say it again
you finna get your head cracked tryna follow a trend
i see through that fake grin, you don’t swallow your sins
you’ll probably get up in some sh-t and put that paper to pen
i ain’t f-ckin’ with n0body who be fakin’ like friends (uh-uh)
or b-tches never tryna get it, but be happy to spend (ugh)
i be somewhere countin’ money, probably with somebody b-tch or two (who this?)
burnin’ berner cookie, finna blow another zip or two (ayy, pass that blunt over here)
i don’t gotta say, it’s clear as day to see the b-tch in you
so i don’t wanna hear ’bout what you was or what you finna do (b-tch)
take offense to anything i’m preachin’ if you fit the shoe (huh)
but i’m the type to sock you in your sh-t instead of dissin’ you
they hate when you ball, probably pray that you fall
the big dog in this b-tch, i been makin’ the calls, for real
[chorus]
i heard he servin’ chicken, but it’s drippin’ from his nose
everybody pimpin’, someone tell me where the hoes? (where they at?)
you ain’t really trippin’ just because you got a pole (nah)
they be lyin’ and i know, never trust not a soul (nope)
i heard he servin’ chicken, but it’s drippin’ from his nose (ugh)
everybody pimpin’, someone tell me where the hoes? (where they at?)
you ain’t really trippin’ just because you got a pole (nope)
they be lyin’ and i know, never trust not a soul

[outro]
hahaha
man
it’s so much motherf-ckin’ fakin’ and perpetratin’ in the motherf-ckin’ game
i don’t trust a motherf-ckin’ thing
praise the real

- memothemafioso

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