Song Lyrics

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 f*ck
So many playa hatin' niggas tryna shine like us
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 f*ck
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
A 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 blowin'
She was content just tryin' grind up to a brick
I used to see her in the kitchen whippin' with the soda
I bought a ounce of cocaina for I bent her over
And I used to remember when the broads put me out
Cars I was sleepin' out, pill hella heavy, bars I can't even count
LA county jail, I got my moms here to bail me out
Rap game break your homies hearts if you leave 'em out
Dope game will leave you with a charge if you gettin' out
Government will f*ck a nigga dreams, never live 'em out
I'm trapping on the blade, hella cards I was sweeping out
Rap game break your niggas heart out 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 f*ck
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'

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 f*ck your 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 watched
The pages of a psychopath
And nowadays I don't read 'em, I 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, got my moms to bail me out
Rap game break your homies heart out 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 f*ck
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, yeah
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 f*ck
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'

Frederick Tipton

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