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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
 Yeah
 I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
 So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us
 I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck
 So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us
 I said, I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
 So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us
 I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck
 So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us
 Say they ready, I don't think they know it
 Working while I got some prices on my license
 Some nigga tried to green light me, but I wasn't going
 I used to lay up with this bitch
 I used to flip and didn't really give a shit about a nigga flowin'
 She was contentious, tryna grind up to a brick
 You could see her in the kitchen whippin' with the soda
 I bought a ounce of cocaina for I bent her over
 And I remember when the broads used to put me out
 Cars I was sleepin' out
 Pill hella heavy, hella bars I can't even count
 LA county jail, ain't got my moms here to bail me out
 Rap game break your homies hearts if you leave 'em out
 Dope game'll leave you with a charge if you gettin' out
 Government will fuck a nigga dreams, never live 'em out
 I'm trapping on the blade, hella cards I was sweeping out
 Rap game break these niggas hearts if you leave 'em out
 I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
 So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us
 Said these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck
 So many player-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us
 Say they ready, I don't think they know it
 Yeah, yeah
 Say they ready, I don't think they know it
 Yeah
 Straight to hell where these niggas goin'
 Yeah, lifestyles of the insane, bang
 Cost a little extra tryna be a real nigga
 I thought a record contract would get the rent paid
 Freddie Kane world tour fuck a deal, nigga
 And all the niggas jumped off, that was your loss
 And they forgot who was the boss and covered all costs
 But yesterday a 50 package got 'em all off
 I UPS it on the ground, bet they all off
 From the pages of a psychopath
 And nowadays I never write 'em, just recite 'em, yeah
 I put the lighter to the fire, and ignite it, yeah
 My neighbor used to hit my alley just to buy a bag
 And I remember when the broads used to put me out
 Cars I was sleepin' out
 Pill hella heavy, hella bars I can't even count
 LA county jail, ain't got my moms here to bail me out
 Rap game break your homies hearts if you leave 'em out
 I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
 So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us
 I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck
 So many player-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us
 I say they ready, I don't think they know it
 Yeah, yeah
 Say they ready, I don't think they know it
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 I said, I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
 So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us
 I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck
 So many player-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us
 I say they ready, I don't think they know it
 Yeah, yeah
 Say they ready, I don't think they know it
 Yeah
 Straight to hell where these niggas goin'
 Yeah
 Straight to hell where these niggas goin'
 Yeah, yeah
 Straight to hell where these niggas goin'
 Yeah
 Straight to hell where these niggas goin'
 Fuck
 Say they ready, i don't think they know it
 yeah yeah

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Duration
03:57
Key
7
Tempo
94 BPM

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