I just want to live ritous amd buy just about whatever, but I'm faced with liers and never ending haters, perpetrators, and niggas with stress, will I rest or will continue live to live up in this mess, i heard the world was a ghetto. Seeking to kill and destroy a decoy, affiliated my name with this game cause they put strain on a dboy. I be that killer playa laid off in tha cut under locs, fuck just seen this young nigga get smoked for some hundred spokes, no love, oh well I get he should peeped it niggas start tweaking, I′ll get you high by this weekend.
8 BALL AND MJG SKIN
I can see through your skin look deep into your heart, that lets me know that you were phony from tha gotdamn start.Ĭonstantly counting my pockets trying to skeem up a plan, to find a way to put my hard earned loot in your pants.Īnd you slick ass pimps, i know you niggas debating on whether or not to work your hoes just to get information.īut the worst thing of all is when you lie to yourself, and then expect somebody else to try and give you some help. You make up stuff real quick, you make your folk feel sick, you can′t be trusted at all, if got inches for lye you would be 10 feet tall.Įxpressing lies about the same shit you said last week, alright let's see, you told me someshit, im still waiting on the conclusion to the message you was stating, no you hating. You must be getting a record label for lying, Pinochio aint got shit, on all that jazz that you spit. When you come to me telling me your divids is low, crying, stop that lying cause I aint buying none of the shit pop, stop before you get your ass dropped.įreaking for minute now im dropping your ass like its hot! Think because I don′t talk alot I must be green, no baby open your eyes try to realize, I'm hip to all that slick shit it wont be no suprise. Nigga i don′t give a fuck about fake tales, cake sales or about tha hoes you say you serve well.Īnd these bitches far worse than what they seem selling more pussy, than a record label sales dreams.
8 BALL AND MJG PRO
Why do these niggas, be gripping on my nuts so tight ridding mo dick than a pro bitch and that aint right.Ĭappin a minute ago you shook my hand now your on tha telling some hoe that we been friends. Stop frauding, stop faking, stop exaggerating, stop lying Stop used ta, Stop woulda, stop shoulda, stop coulda, stop lying Hot 45's at high speeds and left all you bustas.įeeding fabrications cross the nations to our young ones, and wonder why the shoot up small towns like young guns! Like a nigga can′t see through that shit you claim to be.įriend or foe let these niggas know that 8ball don't trust. Hoe ass, trying to show you ass, flexing materially. How many necks you say you crack, or is all that just an act? Who you shooting a 100 times in the chest with you tech? Gz stop and listin, Im pimped out on a mission, its suave when we clicking. Still plotting, player aching, and ease dropping. Know whats tha 411 in the streets for these niggas. See I be that same nigga, fuck the fame from around your way.Įxchange game and get richer, we out the door for the dough. I'm hugging my main squeeze, exchange keys, left a g in change. How about these lying ass politicians, now the white water scandal gotta a couple Clintons people missing. Think i don′t know vinger pads got that ass right. Hoes fronting like virgins cause they pussy tight. The same line you been using on these different women, dirty snake spitting out cold harded venom. You lie so much that when you tell the truth, no one believes this shit you speak.Įxaggerated tales start leaking from you inner mind. Lyrics for Stop Lying by 8-Ball, MJG & Mr.
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