Lies (Sleeping Dawgz) ft. Boosie Badazz Lyrics

I think they out to get me, these haters tellin' lies

Them opps chasin' clout, and they wanna take my life

It's dog eat dog in these streets and we tryin' to eat

Get best to beat your feet before shells hit concrete

I think they out to get me, these haters tellin' lies

Them opps chasin' clout, and they wanna take my life

It's dog eat dog in these streets and we tryin' to eat

Get best to beat your feet before shells hit concrete

It's for big bro, trouble nigga

Why the fuck you in it later with that hoe

I miss you nigga, I wish we could take a ride to the store

And for that hoe, if you wasn't a hoe, you would've told trouble no

Cause you say a nigga stopped stayin' there four days ago

These bitches ain't shittin', these niggas ain't need

They ain't trustin' these bitches, ain't even been trustin' my P

I cannot trust my P, really, when you fuck with the knee

Man, the deacon been fuckin' the priest

Man, the bitches got real niggas beat

Man, some niggas think if you ain't in the gang

Then you don't deserve that fuckin' chain

Niggas lie on a bitch pussy, bitch lie on a nigga name

Bitch lookin' like cookin' lime, bitch ain't got a damn thing

All these hoes fuck with all the clique

Swear to God they go from gang to gang

The nigga they say killed dog was in the picture with him with his pre-chain

I think they ought to get me

These haters tellin' lies

Them opps chasing clout

And they wanna take my life

It's dog eat dog in these streets and we tryin' to eat

You're best to beat your feet before shells hit concrete

I think they ought to get me

These haters tellin' lies

Them ops chasing clout

And they wanna take my life

It's dog eat dog in these streets and we tryin' to eat

You're best to beat your feet before shells hit concrete

You after that clout, that's all you about

You ain't a real gangster

Live snitchin' crimes on camera

Use the danger to a stranger

Need to quit with the stupid shit

You gon' bring down the whole clique

Real Gees movin' in silence

So shut the fuck up, bitch

We walkin' free cause we smarter than you

And we can afford common sense

You won't catch us on live with a tool

Actin a fool givin' the prosecutor evidence

No more gang on gang

When I bang, I roll solo

When I do the damn thing

Leave no witnesses

And stay in my own lane

With the right mind frame

Bitch, I don't give a fuck about your lies

Cause real recognize real

House of killers, Orange, Texas

From the land of the trill

That serpent looks you in the eyes

When he tells you lies

Tony Montana's struggle

Comin' up in the jungle

We call it paradise

Country as fuck

Straight out the swamp a

Ghetto child raising hell

Sittin' on the sunroof

Shells rainin' hell as the chopper yells

Echoes through the still of the night

Sends chills down your spine

I believe nothin' that you say

Because it's all a bunch of lies

I think they out to get me

These haters tellin' lies

Them opps chasin' clout

And they wanna take my life

It's doggie dog in these streets

And we tryin' to eat

Ya best to beat your feet

Before shells hit concrete

I think they out to get me

These haters tellin' lies

Them opps chasin' clout

And they wanna take my life

It's doggie dog in these streets

And we tryin' to eat

Ya best to beat your feet

Before shells hit concrete