The other day I spent a million on a def gold chain It weighted thirty nine pounds, my name plate the same I put it on, it was too heavy So I hired me this brother to wear for me One night, we was out chillin, he and I minus crew I was held at gun point by a thug's .22 But when I told him that I was the L.A. player Ice-T The brother robbed somebody else and brought the money to me You might think I'm lyin' but man, you're wrong As I told you before, my word is bond
You're the master of lying, man
I played ball back in [name] Park The [name] on the board, hit three pointers in the dark I got a scholarship but said: "Yo, forget it" Goin' straight to the Pro rank, coach, so don't sweat it The Lakers wanted to pick me, but I said: "Step" Cause takin' Magic's spot, could be bad for my rep "what" So he sent me to Chicago, to play in front of... you know But then I said: "Either he go or I go" I gave Jordan a break, then came back to the city You know, cause everybody missed me "right, right, right" You think I'm lyin?, but brother, you're wrong As I told you before, my word is bond
Lies man, man you're crazy Look at Donald D comin' through the door late We're makin' a record, brother What you're doin' so late, man What's up, man? "Stop lying"
My girl was pissed, so she tried to diss The D, until I showed her my fist I argued with her in the pouring rain After the fightin' with her, I missed the train It was delayed for an hour, so I fell asleep When I woke up, I was on 14th. Street By the time I got there, it was way too late Came back uptown and decided to wait Ran into her cous', and hung with him Met Billy, Joe, Bob, Frank, Chuck and Slim Went back to the crib to watch a VCR And then I had to pick up my father's car Looked around for my brother, to see where he went And then I had to pay my mother's rent I know y'all think I'm lyin', but listen, you're wrong Like I told you before, my word is bond
Lies man, you be late to the show How you gon' make some money, man?
I got so much money that the bank couldn't hold it Car so dope that I didn't wanna roll it So many houses, sometimes I forget I brought a yacht and a brand new lear jet I flew to Paris just for good meal Then to Rome, to sign a record deal Off to London, to kick with the Queen "what Queen?" Back to LA, I bought a football teem I just can't stop spendin' that green My girl loves the water so I brought baby a submarine But see, I left my house without my credit Cards I think I left my wallet in my other car If you could loan me ten, I'd pay you back Yo man, you're lookin' at me crazy, what's up with that? You think I'm lyin' but man, you're wrong As I told you before, my word is bond
Yo man, I'll pay you back Yo, you be talking about them girls you got, man You ain't got no women, man
Monday morning, walkin' down the block Saw this girl in a Jag, y'all, and she stopped "aww man" She said her father casted for the Cosby Show And she said: "Bob, would you like to go?" You know, so I went with her, and we chilled Got her drunk off the Eight Ball, and we illed She was stupid rich, so I bought myself an island Charged it to her Master charge, I be wildin' So, after that I stepped and she was cryin' She gave me mansion, yo, why should I be lyin'? You got me frontin'?, well homeboys, you're wrong As I told you before, my word is bond
Yo Ice, I did a concert in the White House And after that me and Donald Trump hung out And then I knocked Vanity boots in a limo' I rejected Michael Jackson's demo Smacked Freddy Krueger and he didn't reply Hit Mike Tyson in his eye Sharks around me and didn't die Drank a case of Cisco and I didn't get high You might think I'm lyin, but listen, you're wrong Like I told you before, my word is bond
You think I'm lyin' but I'm tellin' the stone truth I have been player ever since my youth In 1st grade I was knockin' kids out cold In 2nd grade I was truckin' the large gold In 3rd grade I was checkin' the youth bank 4th grade puttin' Gas in Benz my tank By the 12th I was gamblin' outrageous I drove through Desert and broke Los Vagus You probably think I'm lyin' but brothers, you're wrong As I told you before, my word is bond
What you talking about, man? You and that basketball stuff you talkin' about Donald talkin' 'bout Donald Trump, ' man, y'all is crazy Shawnie Mac, what are they talkin' about, man? My Word is Bond, home boyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
