They Lied - Juvenile feat Big Tymers
[Juvenile]
I'm pot, and I can't say sh_t about skillet
If you got a spot movin sellin bricks I can feel it
Done mapped it all out, done made some phone calls
We all got big dreams of seein the project ball
After all, seperation is the downfall
Instead of a chain of command n_ggaz wanna shot call
That overnight money could be lose-your-life money
Everybody want the crooked instead of the right money
And then I ain't no better either, cause I lead a
life of crime if I gotta fight for mine
Look - somebody ain't leavin with a stripe this time
Y'all don't want a drunk n_gga gettin hype with nines
My ex-girl done told me I can't see my children
I hope nobody play with me cause I might kill them
Sh_t, motherf_ckers ain't never satisfied
If you think n_ggaz don't have problems - they lied
[Chorus]
You n_ggaz think we don't have problems? They lied to ya
You n_ggaz think we ain't with problems? Look they lied to ya
You n_ggaz think we all hoes? Look they lied to ya
Y'all think we dirty in our nose? Look they lied to ya
You n_ggaz think we don't have problems? Look they lied to ya
You n_ggaz think we ain't with problems? They done lied to ya
You n_ggaz think we all hoes? They done lied to ya
Y'all think we dirty in our nose? They done lied to ya
[Baby]
Fa sho' wodie
Don't get me f_cked up, cause you seen me on a movie
We keep it real hood when we do a f_ckin movie
You saw us on the video, playin with hoes
But you can find me in my ghetto n_gga, totin a fo'-fo'
I'm real with this sh_t n_gga we dash on five-oh
A big dice game n_gga f_ck them five-oh's
I keep the same game n_gga crack a guerilla hoe
I play the same thangs but my prices get cheaper though
I pull up in the Range Rover twenty inch mo-mo's
I been through hard times, that nobody know
Slang dimes crack times you could believe that wo'
Comin through in the Bentley V-12 y'know
Ten a ki is the price and we don't love no hoes
Water whip playin games slangin bad ya-yo
Jam him up and bust his head while he on that dope
I got a bad feelin so I needs to go
Fa sho' - you understand? N_gga outta line?
You better bust his motherf_ckin head wodie
[Chorus - 0.75X]
[Juvenile]
I'm the motherf_cker killed your boy, and what?
You gon' do somethin bout it? B_tch n_gga then stand up
I'm not responsible for all the people that's gon' b_tch out
And innocent bystanders, that be up on yo' blocks
Ain't no encyclopedia could teach me the hood
How to not give out no credit and distribute the goods
How police gon' hound me, investigate 'round me
Catch me with a firearm them b_tches gon' down me
And I'm beefin with the biggest n_gga in the city with work
Ain't no tellin who he got workin for him in (?)
If I hurt, then you hurt, you got work? I take yours
I gotta records durin the season like the Lakers
It's not for fun I got a gun you try to run I'm poppin one
I'm to' up from the flo' up, just look at what the block done done
I can't sleep - cause I'm too far in it
I took over this motherf_cker cause I knew y'all finished
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
F'real man I ain't tryin to disrespect none of you n_ggaz out chea
If you do what you do, do it well
KnowhatI'msayin? I ain't playa hatin I'm congratulatin
I'm tryin to teach you n_ggaz how to get offa these streets
And how to accumulate money, so you can be successful
like the rest of these n_ggaz that are out chea, that's on TV
These n_ggaz on MTV, BET, The Box and what have we
All you n_ggaz could be successful
But I want y'all motherf_ckers to know we suffer just like y'all
Man we go through it, we been through it
But I'll slang iron if I gotta protect mine, believe that
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