[Intro] Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here? They don't make niggas like me no more Hell nah
[Chorus] I told 'em I'm the truth I told 'em yeah I got the juice but not OJ the juice I told 'em I'm the man, yeah I run in thirty-two I told 'em yeah I keep a Glock, it hold 'bout 32 I told 'em I'm the shit, I told 'em I got his bitch I told 'em that I was gon' get this money, I wanna be rich
[Verse 1] I told 'em that they lame as fuck, these niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit I told 'em, then I showed 'em, then I flexed on 'em Yeah I pulled up in that Hellcat with that check on 'em Yeah I pulled up at the Texaco, got good smoke Uh-huh I got that stupid gas, I got good smoke And I got that brick, yeah that fishscale, that good blow And I'm movin' blow like I'm n that movie Blow Nigga try to play I'ma get yo ass blown Just like this blunt that I just smoked Yeah, haha Slime you be on that real bullshit
[Chorus] I told 'em I'm the truth I told 'em yeah I got the juice but not OJ the juice I told 'em I'm the man, yeah I run in thirty-two I told 'em yeah I keep a Glock, it hold 'bout 32 I told 'em I'm the shit, I told 'em I got his bitch I told 'em that I was gon' get this money, I wanna be rich
[Verse 2] God damn Hell yeah I sold my soul but I'm not mojo Never snitchin' on a nigga, send me to deathrow I'm a real street nigga, mama ain't raise no ho Catch me on the block, I'm from Bouldercrest road Hell yeah I'm PDE Hell yeah I'm CTD Hell yeah it's money over bitches, shit so MOB And hell these niggas ain't fuck, yeah they cannot fuck with me And hell yeah you lookin' for me, I'm out in these streets And hell yeah I'm on the block, I'm on the front street
[Chorus] I told 'em I'm the truth I told 'em yeah I got the juice but not OJ the juice I told 'em I'm the man, yeah I run in thirty-two I told 'em yeah I keep a Glock, it hold 'bout 32 I told 'em I'm the shit, I told 'em I got his bitch I told 'em that I was gon' get this money, I wanna be rich
[Outro] Haha You told 'em slime, you told 'em Shh, Pierre just want went crazy on that motherfucker too Can't even flex Motherfuckin' nasty Yeah nigga Pierre motherfucker Nasty beat Really everything we make really just be fire Like he make the beat, I make the music I'm in the booth, I'm tellin' the truth Shit it's simple as that, that's all it is And the checks just keep rollin' in niggaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
