Letras:
King B Don T You Lie To Me

can be Now, don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me, baby, yes sir Don't you lie to me Ya see it makes me mad And I get as

man can be Now, don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me, baby, yes sir Don't you lie to me Ya see it makes me mad And I get

you might desire Go ahead, fire it up, maybe you can get inspired Any kind of flavor you savor I can do you the favor Just as long as you share with your

But I grew up where niggaz jack you, harass you Blast you, for that set you claim (where you from?) Mash on you for your turkish chain, C.K. B.K. Blued

you make me see what's hard for me that don't make you flee when I enter your vicinity, you see my God ain't never after me So yo I be wised up with

throne gone down (Busta Ryhmes) And it goes like that what you talkin about What you talkin about, what you talkin about Yeah, yeah, what you talkin about Yeah, yeah, what you

don't you sympathize with me You don't have to wonder when I come You label me a bum, you fake it ain't suprisin me (yeah) Funny how Oo got money, people

choppers man, don't make excuses Hits out the prop, they call me Big Papi Even if you shot me you still couldn't stop me Still went to Africa, still wore

That kept us dyin' Yes, you me myself and I'ndeed What he need is a nosebleed Read between the lines Then you see the lie Politically planned But