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Tru Bitches

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You see this nigga? (x2) Do you see this? (What about him?) Catch him Now we gon' see if your bitch ass catch the next one Me and my bitches, my folks, about to find these niggas 50 Cal, leavin' slugs on the minds of niggas Ridin' like Desperados, fingers on the trigger Slow down, killin' like I fuckin' spot them niggas Got them niggas, bitch, did you think I'm playin'? Then the name of the game is called, "Spill your brain" And let your nigga jump up, like he 'bout to spray And get his chest ripped open, watch his soul escape You gotta pay for the shit that you did to me My lil' lullabies, lickin' shots, rock him to sleep And the keys at your house, better don't even trip And the cheese you bitches got, well I'm comin' to get it I shitted on your whole crew, made 'em feel my weight Underestimate you bitches, then we seal your fate I hate sour ass niggas perpetratin' the real That's why sour ass niggas is killed like you True bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, hit 'em up Thug bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, wet 'em up My bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, hit 'em up Real bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, wet 'em up The same bitch who ripped up houses still rowdy as fuck Gun clappin', soldier action in your mug like, "What?" Don't give a fuck how you come, but you better come right Cause you gon' get your issue and your clique can die right with ya Hit ya with the kinda shit that's gon' rip you up Crime lab need the shovels, tryin' to pick you up I had your block on fire when the chopper spit Neighbors saw everything but they ain't sayin' shit I gets respect like my name was AK-47 I got 'em checked like fat smears and beauty pageant contestants I teach these fatal lessons, nigga, chastise you between the eyes And it's no surprisin', I've been known for gettin' my ride on I'm risin' on these streets, my clique's invadin' the space Mama, Drama, me and X, all ladies, Scarface, we all the same Bloody rain on my enemies, what? True bitches boss, straight tearin' shit up, now put your guns up True bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, hit 'em up Thug bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, wet 'em up My bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, hit 'em up Real bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, wet 'em up True bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, hit 'em up Thug bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, wet 'em up My bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, hit 'em up Real bitches put your guns up, put 'em up When them muthafuckas run up, wet 'em up