Hes phoney hes fake that's the type of people hate hey hey hey JADA JADA! if your real and u no it clap your hands wait a minute whose real whose not? shes real but hes not. if your real and u no it clap your hands HAHA!
Yea yo gun go clap pack on move blood gettin draw skin gonna bruise real gone win fake gone lose love over power they hatin' by twos all they left is they yellow tape in they shoes it's real in the funeral waitin to make news... we jus switch up on em
Whose phony whose fake? on eights lives good I'm straight claps your hands one time and relate can't keep it 100 cause 1's I hate but I'm a keep it 200 cause ones they fake red and black cars red chrome stakes young dro lane on my blates
Yea yo pocket full of cash wallet fulla class in and outa lane dippin through tha traffic we ain't hustle no more we throwin gymnastics couple of flips then stace it real goin reconize real real phony goin reconize still I recon I will smoll then to wall if u ain't u all I don't go to far sorry mu wahh get your self a fresh flesh new scars bullet holes on the side of your new car load up the AR spray all heads real on this side phony where ever they are
WOO! HEY!
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Writer(s): Kasseem Dean, Jason Phillips, Naki Levy, Tyrone Johnson, O. Williams
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