作曲 : Nasir Jones/Chauncey Hollis Jr [Intro] Can't bury you with your money Can't bury you with your bitch Born alone, die alone Yeah, yeah Yeah, burn the whole place down
[Verse 1] No more foul plays, housing mentality, shoot 'em down days Going out of town with a couple of pound plays Always the one you call your friend but then his style changed Hard time for non-violent crimes, that's a outrage We need a meeting, money and fame is fleeting You never really know the reason why two people is beefing Bloody murder, in the '80s, he had suede Louis seats in the 'burban Did dirty, his sentence start turning Look at life, took advice from the streets of Vernon Nothing Nice, John Boy Ice, his death undetermined Pick an island, anywhere for your happy soul or return it When I'm gone, I pray my family don't get the cash and burn it To the floor, black 4's laced up Galactica glaciers, eighty-eight karats, immaculate paystubs Them niggas do a crime, I drop a rhyme, it's the same rush And they been sending shots a nigga way but they ain't struck Can't **** with me I been outside since a buck fifty was the only way to get your face done Doggystyle CD, turn that "Murder Was the Case" up Thinking when I drop my first shit, I'm leaving they face scrunched Black from the dark side of Vernon from the dime block They had it clicking but today, it's the new slimes out Instagram trickin' the hood, what they crying 'bout? Petty crimes, bitches and money, that's why they lying 'bout
[Chorus] Niggas ain't telling the truth enough (No, uh-uh, no) Y'all don't look like the truth to us Hype off that lil' dirt you did, that ain't shit to the kid, woah Niggas ain't telling the truth enough (No, no, nigga) Y'all don't look like the truth to us Hype off that lil' dirt you did, that ain't shit to the kid, woah
[Verse 2] Now you got your marching orders This shit'll make your mouth water like food grill with wood chips Woolriche, button-up flannel, looking wolfish My hair wolfing, central bookings, simple lessons One foot on the curb, one foot in the Lexus, my style is eclectic Eat you pussies for breakfast, then I offer refreshments Look all that fly shit y'all harping on They take a watch from your arm and cops do nothing about it That's what's going on, many changes, more races When I was touring the nation with warrants on probation I was a small kid amazed with the thought One day I'd be banking, IV from drinking Papi to Abu Dhabi, probably polly with Saudis Crank the engine on the '74 Chevy Chevelle Shawty friend is a snake, I told her her bestie ain't real You gotta watch that, as the lobster crack, I spray the Baccarat Your reputation, you can't clean that shit up at no laundromat Sucker, see somebody has to say it, the boy still ain't graduated I must say they cap the greatest (Be real) My team is mature, the bags are secured Surrounded by addicts addicted to having more
[Chorus] Niggas ain't telling the truth enough (No, uh-uh, no) Y'all don't look like the truth to us Hype off that lil' dirt you did, that ain't shit to the kid, woah Niggas ain't telling the truth enough (No, no, nigga) Y'all don't look like the truth to us Hype off that lil' dirt you did, that ain't shit to the kid, woah
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Nasir Jones/Chauncey Hollis Jr [00:01.985] [Intro] [00:02.372] Can't bury you with your money [00:05.047] Can't bury you with your bitch [00:09.925] Born alone, die alone [00:13.142] Yeah, yeah [00:18.843] Yeah, burn the whole place down [00:20.908] [00:21.127] [Verse 1] [00:21.317] No more foul plays, housing mentality, shoot 'em down days [00:24.442] Going out of town with a couple of pound plays [00:27.312] Always the one you call your friend but then his style changed [00:30.052] Hard time for non-violent crimes, that's a outrage [00:32.812] We need a meeting, money and fame is fleeting [00:35.362] You never really know the reason why two people is beefing [00:37.991] Bloody murder, in the '80s, he had suede Louis seats in the 'burban [00:41.410] Did dirty, his sentence start turning [00:43.334] Look at life, took advice from the streets of Vernon [00:46.232] Nothing Nice, John Boy Ice, his death undetermined [00:48.842] Pick an island, anywhere for your happy soul or return it [00:51.639] When I'm gone, I pray my family don't get the cash and burn it [00:54.174] To the floor, black 4's laced up [00:56.489] Galactica glaciers, eighty-eight karats, immaculate paystubs [00:59.428] Them niggas do a crime, I drop a rhyme, it's the same rush [01:02.163] And they been sending shots a nigga way but they ain't struck [01:05.383] Can't **** with me [01:06.696] I been outside since a buck fifty was the only way to get your face done [01:10.696] Doggystyle CD, turn that "Murder Was the Case" up [01:13.416] Thinking when I drop my first shit, I'm leaving they face scrunched [01:16.083] Black from the dark side of Vernon from the dime block [01:18.899] They had it clicking but today, it's the new slimes out [01:21.773] Instagram trickin' the hood, what they crying 'bout? [01:24.500] Petty crimes, bitches and money, that's why they lying 'bout [01:27.073] [01:27.251] [Chorus] [01:27.467] Niggas ain't telling the truth enough (No, uh-uh, no) [01:33.098] Y'all don't look like the truth to us [01:34.863] Hype off that lil' dirt you did, that ain't shit to the kid, woah [01:38.355] Niggas ain't telling the truth enough (No, no, nigga) [01:44.095] Y'all don't look like the truth to us [01:45.736] Hype off that lil' dirt you did, that ain't shit to the kid, woah [01:48.618] [01:48.769] [Verse 2] [01:48.946] Now you got your marching orders [01:49.977] This shit'll make your mouth water like food grill with wood chips [01:52.823] Woolriche, button-up flannel, looking wolfish [01:55.493] My hair wolfing, central bookings, simple lessons [01:58.415] One foot on the curb, one foot in the Lexus, my style is eclectic [02:02.271] Eat you pussies for breakfast, then I offer refreshments [02:04.942] Look all that fly shit y'all harping on [02:06.777] They take a watch from your arm and cops do nothing about it [02:09.546] That's what's going on, many changes, more races [02:12.603] When I was touring the nation with warrants on probation [02:15.142] I was a small kid amazed with the thought [02:16.744] One day I'd be banking, IV from drinking [02:18.918] Papi to Abu Dhabi, probably polly with Saudis [02:21.446] Crank the engine on the '74 Chevy Chevelle [02:24.042] Shawty friend is a snake, I told her her bestie ain't real [02:26.771] You gotta watch that, as the lobster crack, I spray the Baccarat [02:29.559] Your reputation, you can't clean that shit up at no laundromat [02:32.521] Sucker, see somebody has to say it, the boy still ain't graduated [02:35.896] I must say they cap the greatest (Be real) [02:38.643] My team is mature, the bags are secured [02:41.018] Surrounded by addicts addicted to having more [02:43.689] [02:43.809] [Chorus] [02:43.959] Niggas ain't telling the truth enough (No, uh-uh, no) [02:49.214] Y'all don't look like the truth to us [02:51.319] Hype off that lil' dirt you did, that ain't shit to the kid, woah [02:54.711] Niggas ain't telling the truth enough (No, no, nigga) [03:00.212] Y'all don't look like the truth to us [03:02.119] Hype off that lil' dirt you did, that ain't shit to the kid, woah
