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letra de why you gotta lie - natas

[verse 1: esham]
well by now ya’ll know i’m sick as f-ck
still looking for a drink who want to d-ck this up
b-tch i ain’t coming under 50 bucks
tou heard that new natas go pick it up
b-tches like you always lying to people
that’s why i never treat them like my equal
i sn-tch their heart out their chest and rip it to pieces
got me feeling like i’m the theist
insane i’m the devil’s reject
and b-tches quit writing all those lies on the internet
a pair of scissors is what i’ma bring ya
ghen we can go google search for your fingers
oh i’m so crazy said you
when i put a hole in the back of your head too
voodoo voodoo
your mom and dad they dead too

[chorus: syn]
why you gotta lie? (b-tch) why you gotta lie? (b-tch)
why you gotta lie? so now somebody must die
why you gotta lie? (b-tch) why you gotta lie? (b-tch)
why you gotta lie? so now somebody must die

[verse 2: tnt]
b-tch why you got to laugh about something so simple
talking wack sh-t and get the gun to your temple
f-ck you all now you walk all funny
shot him in his face now he talk all funny
hollering big sh-t about his mother f-cking jewels
fussing real hard like a mother f-cking fool
don’t he know the rules n-ggas like that get jacked out here
we just don’t care
in the city of dope where it ain’t no hope
and choking off smoke is how we cope
putting words on the street when you know it ain’t true
lie after lie even lied on your crew
now you n-ggas wanna do you
keep calling for the doctor just to do some voodoo
got spells and remedies, pills and potions that’ll leave
my hot slugs for my enemies
[chorus: syn]
why you gotta lie? (b-tch) why you gotta lie? (b-tch)
why you gotta lie? so now somebody must die
why you gotta lie? (b-tch) why you gotta lie? (b-tch)
why you gotta lie? so now somebody must die

[verse 3: esham, tnt]
always telling lies to people since you were kid
running around talking about what you did
just a big name dropper sh-t popper
pathological liar i gotcha
no i don’t want to hear one of your stories
you just like to hear yourself talk you bore me
mother f-ckers talking out the side of their neck
just like jeopardy and alex trebek
its like they play a game who can lie the most
you should like a stupid ass talk show host
run go tell your lies some more, go promote me
but i won’t fall for the hokey-dokey
i’m too low key, the room’s smokey
all you tell the cops is, “that n-gga choked me”
shouldn’t provoke me, that’s why i wrote these
lyrics for you lying ass hoes you can quote me

[outro: tnt]
yeah you can quote me too hear all these lying ass b-tches out here you lying ass hoe-ass n-ggas
you lying ass politicians you’re lying ass b-tch ass presidents
all you mother f-ckers lying
just tell the truth you lying ass mother f-ckin b-tch-ass
hoe-ass never-have-nothing-ass
lying to get something always fronting
shallow minded ass b-tch ass n-ggas and b-tches
yeah hoe ass n-ggas
you yeah you, yeah mother f-cker!
b-tch ass mother f-cking ass liar

- natas

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