Aye ft. Jimbo Slice Lyrics

Fraud ass niggas

Y'all thought we was gon' sit back and not say nothing

Fuck nah, nigga

Slice hand me that sword

Let me draw this line

Ayy, them niggas fake

Always claim to be real, but we all know

Them niggas ain't

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Ayy, them niggas fake

Always claim to be real, but we all know

Them niggas ain't

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Won't mention no names and they sneak dissing

Cause I'll never give a fraud no recognition

Lot of fools in this game claiming they be real

Meanwhile, hoes actions is a contradiction

Fake opps be trippin', y'all ain't no competition

Talking shit like it's fact when in fact its fiction

I can see your bullshit like some x-ray vision

You ain't just acting fraud, you the definition

All that acting hard cash shit you spitting

Gonna have you missing, disappear like magician

Giving knowledge about shit when you ain't even live it

Make me break your ass down like some demolition

I'm the judge in the street saving frauds conviction

Bout to leave you fools body like I'm a mortician

Don't claim to be real, see you all need to listen

Being real is automatic like a damn transmission

You frauds is sickening , I'm hip-hop's physician

Extradition of your bitches when you causing friction

See we all on a mission, it's time for eviction

And my trigger finger itching by the trigger down your bitches

And I'm hitting with precision, I ain't missing and I'm wishing that you would, man

Come and leave your smoke like some good, man

Don't think I'm real, better ask about me in the hood, man

Ayy, them niggas fake

Always claim to be real, but we all know

Them niggas ain't

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Ayy, them niggas fake

Always claim to be real, but we all know

Them niggas ain't

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Never claimed to be a G, the hood told me I was

Got my stripes off the bricks, came up through the mud

I was raised by the code of the killers and the thugs

Them niggas just got real, bruh, I always was

Came up out the trenches

In the rain, sleet, and snow

Never took a day off

I've always been on go

As I'm looking at the landscape, I'm appalled

There's a lot of pussy niggas tryna be a dog

Ain't too many real left, not at all

Make me wanna go left and go get em all

Let a little bit of stress out, nigga, I been stressed out

Out here on my own, tryna get em all

Sucka' niggas like roaches, they multiply

But the swag like Raid, so they finna die

A lot of you niggas don't even deserve

To ever go record at 16

And, y'all pussy niggas tryna drop an album

Like you isn't gon' have to come see me

The game that you tryna break into is mine

And I promise you, homie, it's padlock

Keep informing that shit for your boys, dawg

Just don't bring that bullshit around my block

Ayy, them niggas fake

Always claim to be real, but we all know

Them niggas ain't

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Ayy, them niggas fake

Always claim to be real, but we all know

Them niggas ain't

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside

Between the real and fake

It's a fine line when they draw that bitch where will you reside