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mozzy & shordie shordie - tell the truth lyrics

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[verse 1: shordie shordie]
where you from? i’m from that k!ller city
them n+ggas gritty, shoot a n+gga, red beam
but me, i feel the new in me and that’s [?]
you don’t see no wrong though, smokin’ grass, i lawnmow
baby, sh+t, i make you sure, i did it, what you tried to
talked, you walkin’ ‘by you, ooh, you feelin’ lied to
i been feelin’ different, give me it before i try
and if you do not say, then i’ma slide

[chorus: shordie shordie]
’cause i been on some “leave me ‘lone”
i wanna be alone, i brought my firearm
demons on them, got them demons on them, tryna fight them off
people understand, them people want ’em, but you right or wrong
and tell them “keep them b+tches, they be lyin'”
tell the truth, n+ggas don’t want beef ’cause they be dyin’
bulletproof, they ain’t tell you, n+ggas still applyin’
swing again, n+ggas want me dead, they steady tryin’
like he ain’t got them k!llers right behind him
[verse 2: mozzy]
yeah, these n+ggas k!ll me with this k!llin’ sh+t
if that’s the case, then why i still exist? talk to me, huh?
we usin’ green ones over silver tips
i was one of the ones before you did a skit, simmer down
i was one of the ones you called for pay, more n+ggas dissin’ now
really one of the ones to place a call and have ’em sit you down
you seen what happened to your partner, b+tch, go dig him out
and if they get my partner bail, i’m gonna go get him out
and the name [?], bro gon’ spin a route
i ain’t afraid to skip, but that’s my mans, ain’t never took the stand
it’s a favoritism game these n+ggas play these days
like your big homie now make raps, we ain’t gon’ say no names
blood got shot at h+lla times, i’m here to take the blame
and suckin’ d+ck before you diss a n+gga make you lame
it’s safe to say it ain’t the same, and n+ggas bool with that
ain’t known for k!llin’, you’s a d+ck for cholo goofy ass

[chorus: shordie shordie]
i been on some “leave me ‘lone”
i wanna be alone, i brought my firearm
demons on them, got them demons on them, tryna fight them off
people understand, them people want ’em, but you right or wrong
and tell them “keep them b+tches, they be lyin'”
tell the truth, n+ggas don’t want beef ’cause they be dyin’
bulletproof, they ain’t tell you, n+ggas still applyin’
swing again, n+ggas want me dead, they steady tryin’
like he ain’t got them k!llers right behind him
[verse 3: mozzy]
after we drove off, we parked and knocked the [?] off
you did a drive+by to a gangster, that ain’t g at all
n+ggas bums around this b+tch, that’s what we think of y’all
and you a nerd without them percs, watch when you sleep at all
when it get brackin’, it gets drastic, that’s an easy call
ran in the house to lock the door after he seen my dawg
say what you want, but it’s been documented, here’s the law
that ain’t the work that y’all acknowledge though, i done seen it all
deactivate the safety switch ’cause we gon’ keep it off
shooter gang chain in my possession, that’s was [?] fault
they ain’t from the hood, they from the grove, blood, let’s keep it raw
[?] been gone since buddy told, blood, let’s keep it raw
[?] look like he ain’t no b+tch, that’s why he beef with y’all
not only did ko sock him out, he knocked him out
and we pulled up to [?] house, it weren’t no poppin’ off
and n+ggas tucked, they used to live at they mommas bas+m+nt and watch they mouth

[chorus: shordie shordie]
i been on some “leave me ‘lone”
i wanna be alone, i brought my firearm
demons on them, got them demons on them, tryna fight them off
people understand, them people want ’em, but you right or wrong
and tell them “keep them b+tches, they be lyin'”
tell the truth, n+ggas don’t want beef ’cause they be dyin’
bulletproof, they ain’t tell you, n+ggas still applyin’
swing again, n+ggas want me dead, they steady tryin’
like he ain’t got them k!llers right behind him
[outro: shordie shordie]
oh, ayy+ayy, ayy+ayy+ayy
oh, ayy+ayy, ayy+ayy+ayy
i been on some “leave me ‘lone”
i wanna be alone, i brought my firearm
demons on them, got them demons on them, tryna fight them off
people understand, them people want ’em, but you right or wrong
and tell them “keep them b+tches, they be lyin'”
and we up on the score, and we up four



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