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Tupac Shakur
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Fake Ass Bitches
Tupac Tell me about these fake ass bitches
Look here little nigga Most of these niggaz be bitches too But you'll never hear that side of the story So uhh, we finna do this shit like this
It's like I tell my niggaz, keep your eyes on these bitches They love to G a nigga young dumb and gettin' riches What the fuck you think a trick is nigga Nigga done stick and wet his dick And then get tricked out all his riches by a bitch
I'm here to school you to the rules of the game, it'll cost ya Think you alla that just 'cause she let a nigga toss her It's like a motherfuckin' privilege So don't give up your conversation, give that bitch your 7 digits
When she call ya, ask that tramp whassup And if she is the type of nigga hang up, word up And let that bitch meditate to the dial tone And call me when you're ready to bone and it's on
A motherfucking mack tonight Stay that stay strapped 'cause my raps is tight You fuckin' punks, I hate you snitches Went against the grain and the game to be fake ass bitches
God damn, you can't just hit them niggaz with that game And expect them to accept it, girl your heard me it gets skanless But we gonna kick this shit like this here
I can't stand fake ass bitches Lyin' ass niggaz and you punk ass snitches I can't stand fake ass bitches Lyin' ass niggaz and you punk ass snitches
Time to show these bustas who's boss Run up on a real motherfucker and get tossed The game is deep and thicker than a motherfuckin' jimmy Broke hoes runnin' round yellin' gimme!
I can't stand it, hoes talkin' 'bout they got a man Shit all I wanted her to do is suck my dick 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 So how about hittin' a motherfucker on my pager Busy now bitch but you can give me the pussy later
Fly how I fade her, played her like a game of sega Fuckin' with the player that done made her, huh And I ain't sleepin' caught you creepin' for my money Got the dick and now you get the pistol honey
So get the bozack, knockin' hoes back, keep my dough stacked So where the motherfuckin' hoes at? Punk niggaz can't fade the mack, livin' fat Gettin' paid to rap, it's like that, you motherfuckin' bitches
Yeah, yeah that's my motto She educated a whole bunch of you old raggedy-ass niggaz See y'all take that shit back to y'all camp and uhh You sleep on that there, it's like
She can't stand fake ass bitches Lyin' ass niggaz and you punk ass snitches I can't stand fake ass bitches Lyin' ass niggaz and you punk ass snitches
I can't stand fake ass bitches Lyin' ass niggaz and you punk ass snitches I can't stand fake ass bitches Lyin' ass niggaz and you punk ass snitches
Oh you too nigga, don't think we ain't talkin' 'bout your punk ass You old fake ass nigga, standin' there wearin' all them pendletons And khakis and all that, you soft as a motherfuckin' grape Ain't this a motherfuckin' bitch
I can see right through your flower ass Some of these niggaz is bitches too, man I tell ya It's gonna be harder and harder to be a thug in ninety-fo' But we gonna do this shit
Y'all take this shit and you play this shit for every single Fake ass bitch out there and there's plenty of 'em You probably got one sittin' next to you right now Bobbin' his fake ass head to this, dope ass shit that he listenin' to Fake ass motherfuckin' bitch, die in ninety-four
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