Falsifying

Paul Wall, Chamillionaire

Hold up these boys fronting Like they moving blocks Like big dope slangers on swaggers Cruising drugs I can't stand niggas rapping Like they use them Glocks You ain't no ball hog nigga You ain't shooting up shots Niggas claim to have stripes like a referee But you ain't calling no shots nigga technically This ain't a game this is life the only techs you'll see Is not fouls just guns that reset your T I M E Some niggas fake it til they make it They tell lies then they wish that they could erase it Face it there ain't no facts in none of ya statements You ain't wearing guns like it's a fashion statement I know you gone hate this talking to you mister Smile when they with ya And when they leave they diss ya See niggas gone wish ya don't get no richer I'll snap with no Kodak and hope that you get the picture Now let's keep it real are you really a vulture That'll make a nigga as stiff as a picture on a poster Tell the truth if a hater get up and approach ya Would you make that nigga wish he Stayed seated like a sofa Most of well let me say a large percent Of these keeping it real niggas is fraudulent I know you thought you had ya boy convinced But you fake you phony you know the rest Only us wait to swipe falsifying Talking bout the paper stick When you know they fucking pay Only us wait to swipe falsifying Sliping that drink when you hating Calling your bluff A lot of rappers claim to be tough You bout as tough as toilet tissue full of that brown stuff Your commode is about to erupt You think you're hot dogging but ya ketchup is catching up Tomorrow ya stuck Ya rims cost more than ya truck You a baller but you always wanna borrow a buck My worst rap is better than ya best song Ya'll boys faker than Li press ones Rapping hard but the streets know lie bout drama When ya dog died you went home and cried to ya mama You'll get devoured in this game like a wildebeest With your white gold chain and your silver piece Please don't make me laugh You slab when you rap but in real life you catching a cab I saw you at the club with that fine chick you was hugging Telling me it was your gal but it's really your cousin You fake you phony you exaggerating If you a mack why you always home masturbating You ain't gotta lie to me about the cash you making Quit acting and faking For real Only us wait to swipe falsifying Talking bout the paper stick When you know they fucking pay Only us wait to swipe falsifying Sliping that drink when you hating Yeah there is no need to lie You ain't sliping drink You ain't smoking diss You ain't got no in the pimp or you ride Quit falsify Quit falsify

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