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fmb dz – the truth lyrics

[verse]
this as real as it’s gone get
ain’t no n-gg- gave me sh-t
who gone take care off my og if i od in this b-tch
i got cold feet in this b-tch
sh-t get so deep on them trips
n-gg-s so geeked for them strips
so we gone bleed for the sh-t
cause i’m gone bleed for the sh-t
i be ot with them strips
gotta be lowkey in the whip
don’t even smoke weed in this whip
i got good drank that i sip
all these bands that i’m gone flip
all these fiends that i’m gone hit
so much sh-t a n-gg- can’t say
this that sh-t a n-gg- gone hate
i done stay making that play
i’m a make it back in two days
i got money stuffed in my jays
yeah i’m still stuck in my ways
silver rain making it rain
i perform, i get paid
uniform in always
came a long way from them days
long way from them days
h-ll naw we can’t squash
came a long way with these k’s
work just scattered on my floor
came a long way from that raid
cops kicking down my door
came a long way from them raids
i can’t f-ck with you no more
came a long way from getting paid
on the east, i get love
on the west, where i was raised
first they see me, they afraid
now they see me i get praised
i get love from both ways
i don’t pick and choose no favs
let that glock pick your brain
they gone pick and choose your grave
gave my cousin the chair
tryna pick and choose his brain
i don’t fight, that’s so lame
n-gg- you’ll get rocaine
i’m in love with mary jane
b-tch i feel like rick james
n-gg-s tryna ride my wave
n-gg-s swerving in my lane
n-gg-s wearing fake balmain
you was never gang gang gang
h-ll no you can’t hang
rich n-gg- campaign
spray yo b-tch in champagne
500 dolla bottles
i take 50 dolla swatas
send a n-gg- to the guates
i got choppas for them problems
tell my n-gg-s that i got them
ain’t no n-gg-s f-cking with us
heard the peoples tryna get us
caught them b-tches taking pictures
n-gg-s snitching, sh-t ridiculous
you know all my n-gg-s vicious
feed a n-gg- to the fishes
with my trigga finger itching
got good aim, i ain’t missing
hit a n-gg- from the distance
p-ssy n-gg- should’ve listened
knock the gravy out his biscuit
put a n-gg- on a sk!llet
they’ll never know who did it
tell these hoes no commitment
i got n-gg-s playing with chickens
i got choppers big as midgets
put a hole in a n-gg-
bring a hoe out of a n-gg-
i don’t know a lot of n-gg-s
had to cut off a couple n-gg-s
now my bankroll bigger

- fmb dz lyrics

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