or foe You never know who's real Who's fake Who's mask of love disguise hate You never know Break bread sleep in your house Then turn around and rat you
Tradução: Mac Graham. Usted nunca sabrá.
Tradução: Mac. Usted nunca sabe.
foe You never know who's real Who's fake Who's mask of love disguise hate You never know Break bread sleep in your house Then turn around and rat you
like Federline F**k a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac The weed good price, plus it smoke speci
wrapped in rubberbands What you selling blow again ? How she got you holding guns but you call that hoe your friend (feat. Trey Songz) You aint suppoused to bring her home, What you do? you
be fool, I'd rather have you ma' Than everything, I'd give it all, just for you, yeah You're the one baby girl, I've never been so sure Your skin's so
I see ya faggot ass schemin fuck you Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen fuck you I know you hate the way I'm street dreamin fuck you That's why I'm ridin
the streets wat you know you tell us You keep talking down girl you sound like you're jealous. [Trey Songz] This is the last time I know I'm about to drive you
promised to keep it 1000 you know my motto nigga Don't just talk it, be about it You talk it, but we about it We do it, you read about it Leave 'em don
none of that man, for real The Chef nigga, Game whattup baby? I love you, ya heard? Superman lover over here for you baby You know how we do it, we go
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain'
shit! Chorus: (The Game) I'm a G, you can't see me, That must be, why you're talkin' (Shut your mouth bitch) I'm the shit, and you know, It, never stops
I still got it I never fall off, even without the Doc You niggaz sellin your soul tryin to stay on top Bitch nigga check your Kotex, you niggaz ain't
: You got them funny ass colors on Take them off If you in the club with ice on we taken em I thought you was a gangster ***** you better shake it off
you And just to get shit crackin, I drop the toaster Grab the Louis go Sammy Sosa And you ain't gotta know me to know that, I hop out a new pink Rolls
] It ain't nuttin to spray you faggots Or have your moms get you a Burberry suit so you look good in that casket It's {*reversed*} you faggots, desperado
the streets, watch me when I creep I put five in your Jeep, leave a nigga sleep Now you six feet deep over bullshit Got a mac-10 mouth, ain't never pull
