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lirik lagu they lied – 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, separation is the downfall
instead of a chain of command n-gg-z 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-gg- gettin’ hype with nines

my ex-girl done told me i can’t see my children
i hope n-body play with me cause i might kill them
sh-t, motherf-ckers ain’t never satisfied
if you think n-gg-z don’t have problems, they lied

you n-gg-z think we don’t have problems?
they lied to ya
you n-gg-z think we ain’t with problems?
look they lied to ya
you n-gg-z think we all hoes?
look they lied to ya
y’all think we dirty in our nose?
look they lied to ya

you n-gg-z think we don’t have problems?
look they lied to ya
you n-gg-z think we ain’t with problems?
they done lied to ya
you n-gg-z think we all hoes?
they done lied to ya
y’all think we dirty in our nose?
they done lied to ya

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-gg-, totin’ a fo’-fo’

i’m real with this sh-t n-gg- we dash on five-oh
a big dice game n-gg- f-ck them five-oh’s
i keep the same game n-gg- crack a guerrilla 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 n-body 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-gg- outta line?
you better bust his motherf-ckin’ head wodie

i’m the motherf-cker killed your boy, and what?
you gon’ do somethin’ bout it? b-tch n-gg- 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-gg- in the city with work
ain’t no tellin’ who he got workin’ for him in [unverified]
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

f’real man i ain’t tryin’ to disrespect none of you n-gg-z 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-gg-z how to get offa these streets

and how to acc-mulate money, so you can be successful
like the rest of these n-gg-z that are out chea, that’s on tv
these n-gg-z on mtv, bet, the box and what have we
all you n-gg-z 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

- juvenile

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