[Verse 1: E-40] He say that he rich and got all the bitches His niggas don't like him and they his niggas In jail, they'll write him and they'll send him a kite Tell him in the bing, he ain't liked First one to sing, last to blast Tell on his team, he ain't gon' last A person, place or thing is a noun I ain't lyin', my nigga, I'm not a clown I ain't perfect, I promise, but bitch, I'm truthful and honest They ain't got no respect for and they refuse to pay homage They think my favorite rapper garbage, they ah lie "E-40 the greatest rapper alive" He talk that shit, no rehearsin', not commercial, be smokin' purple He flippin' them styles, actin' bad, and he might slow up and go to turbo Crack you with his verbal, he'll never turn on his circle He'll drink with you, blow the herbal He be courtside up in the Oracle
[Chorus: 4rAx] There's only one rule (break it) There's only one rule See me, I do what the fuck I want (I do what the fuck I want) You ain't a real one, you be fakin' (You ain't a real one) I could tell he was a fraud from the jump Nigga, you ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, you ah lie) (Biatch!) You ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, you ah lie) You ain't a real nigga, you ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, you ah lie) (Biatch!) You ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, lie) You ah lie
[Verse 2: B-Legit] Niggas pump fake like they getting cake Holds the homie cop money on the 'Gram He say, "It's lit like '88" Hashtag: Nigga, I've been getting bands But you ain't got no grams No P's, no pills, nigga, no plans, nah Only good when you wit' your mans And when you from where I'm from, they'll peep the scam Watch who you fuckin' with Suckas always on some sucka shit Type of nigga like to move his lips Actin' like he got it locked, moving zips But a real nigga know better I could tell by the shoes and the sweater Like, you ain't having no cheddar The type that always take the twelfth letter (L's)
[Chorus: 4rAx] There's only one rule (break it) There's only one rule See me, I do what the fuck I want (I do what the fuck I want) You ain't a real one, you be fakin' (You ain't a real one) I could tell he was a fraud from the jump Nigga, you ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, you ah lie) (Biatch!) You ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, you ah lie) You ain't a real nigga, you ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, you ah lie) (Biatch!) You ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, lie) You ah lie
[Verse 3: E-40 + B-Legit] You sold dope for a week and then you quit According to your raps, you was it You got 'em thinking you savvy and hella beasty and hard You ain't been block approved and tested on the boulevard Your ghetto pass ain't revoked 'cause you never had one You a fraud, you a joke, real niggas laughin' You get your game from the net, I get my game from the vets You the type that'll break up with your bitch with a text A sucka in the flesh just like all the rest A hater at his best stay in mess Talking too much'll get your gums knocked in For lip service, you shootin' and jawsin' Some of you niggas can't tell a peach from an apricot All you do is throw salt and cock block Goaltending and baller blockin', you could keep it Nigga, you lie so good, you make your own self believe it... BIATCH!
[Chorus: 4rAx] There's only one rule (break it) There's only one rule See me, I do what the fuck I want (I do what the fuck I want) You ain't a real one, you be fakin' (You ain't a real one) I could tell he was a fraud from the jump Nigga, you ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, you ah lie) (Biatch!) You ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, you ah lie) You ain't a real nigga, you ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, you ah lie) (Biatch!) You ah lie (You ah lie, you ah lie, lie) You ah lieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
