letra de the truth - the godfather
[intro]
you know what the f-ck goin’ on, n-gga
(ayy, jay, man, run that sh-t, cuh)
[verse]
these n-ggas f-gs, pull out a hundred ones, they show they ass
these n-ggas gay, they male strippers, boy, we can’t relate
i can’t beef with no n-ggas that go both ways, i’m straight
i got bad b-tches pull up, come and eat me like a steak
man, y’all cliqued up with some n-ggas that’s all dead, check they resume
you know it’s still forever paid, pray for better days
i know i’m goin’ to h-ll, gon’ have a shootout right by heaven gates
you think you good in the ‘burbs? sh-t, we gon’ play it safe
catch you in that e-lade, leave your brain right by the brake
n-ggas runnin’ from this sh-t, they out of state, we them apes (yeah)
all you gotta do is pull it, that b-tch shoot, don’t hesitate (yeah)
f-ckin’ with the other side, you gon’ be dead like what’s his name?
free the gang, yeah, i’m with the same n-ggas, you know the name
i’m the one that step on these n-ggas’ head, push in the brain
yeah, that fully drac’, it got a switch on it, don’t gotta aim it
got me labeled in the system, said i’m armed and i’m dangerous
i am, won’t catch me with my d-ck out like him
bro gon’ throw boom the oop, boom gon’ duck it like timb
once you hit him in the lightbulb, you know that b-tch get dim
k!ll a n-gga best friend if i can’t get straight to him
yeah, this sh-t personal, i see you with him, i’m gon’ murk you too
push up on your ass and hit you up like you was smokin’ who?
a real gbg, bmbg n-gga, i’m living proof
ain’t gotta pay a dollar, nickel, or a cent to get to you
free broad day, don k, he had you n-ggas spooked
he got locked, n-ggas wanna pull off press like it’s cool (man)
we know the truth, heard your mans got cooked, should’ve took his ass to school
this tf on my neck, this b-tch water like a pool (check it out)
i know you heard about us, we’ve been slidin’ like lube
i heard about y’all too, shakin’ ass like uncle luke
y’all can’t f-ck with us in the streets, y’all can’t f-ck with us in the booth
call a truce, n-gga (y’all know the truth, n-gga)
[outro]
this sh-t the truth, n-gga
hey, f-ck y’all n-ggas
f-ck the other side
rip the guys, n-gga
free the guys, n-gga
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