Alley Boy, Pusha T - Your Favorite Rapper lyrics
[Alley Boy, Pusha T - Your Favorite Rapper lyrics]
Yeah your favorite rapper’s a damn lie
Sneaks lyin nigga boy I testify
I done seen you niggas kind before
It ain’t no way we could be friends
Blood shed provoked
It ain’t gonna be a pretty picture
I swear to God my nigga
I fuck with real silent killers
You won’t hear my nigga
Blood thirsty is the pack
Like a laughing hyena
You nigga free bitch I can
Smell the bitch and the
Here’s the bullet boys nigga
Digging diamonds and d
I'm at the doorstep nigga didn’t think I come
I’ll have a bottle with friends
Who betray the Judas i got a real trap hell
Runs starters and shooters
These niggas lying through their teeth
Lining up on me
So we gonna ride in the street
Treyvon martin fuck peace
Religion war, crack epidemic
You rappers all gimics and throwin all twenty
This ain’t no pull out grill bitch ey
This ain’t no rent payin bitch ey
These niggas lying they ain't mercing shit
When I throw down he gonna shit and piss
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie
You can double check this record
That I stand by how real is he if he been
Paying for his blood ties?
He blood in, he blood out at a blood drive
Red cross, blue shield, blue steel nigga
Gunfight if you ain't' dead be still nigga
And who is you to ever
Question who’s a real nigga
You never been, you never was
You never will nigga
Ha, Bought mama's Jag in '01
The only hit's I had then was a nose run
Dropped "Grindin'"
Let you hear just how the dope's slung
Then Shot the video where I
Was buying my dope from
If that ain't' autobiographical
The indictment mentions
Clothes lines and rappers too
Tell me what the fuck I got to prove
To a mother fucker with nothing to lose?
Never, Never been shit ever
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie
(oooooooh shit)
Desperado guns nigga I got tools for dues
Fuck your labels deals bitch we
Want ten mill for school
Your nigga pussy in the
Streets Hollywood they start
Your favorite rapper is a gimic
Nigga see who you are but if they say I'm a
Hater got the idustry fooled
No niggas use to fuck with em
Say he used to be cool
I draw the line in the sand
For them to make their move
I'm just let it get it's
Best knights got real tools
But I ain't hypnotized you see
The greed in my eyes
I’m from the streets where easy money
Be the reason you die
But I got real trust issues I
Don’t fuck with these niggas
I keep these pussies all around me
You ain't gonna sneak me nigga
As the swisher burn slow
Blood money count slow
Label duct taped industry niggas remain
80 bands on my wrist bitch please
Rappers hide it from jewlers
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie
Sneaks lyin nigga boy I testify
I done seen you niggas kind before
It ain’t no way we could be friends
Blood shed provoked
It ain’t gonna be a pretty picture
I swear to God my nigga
I fuck with real silent killers
You won’t hear my nigga
Blood thirsty is the pack
Like a laughing hyena
You nigga free bitch I can
Smell the bitch and the
Here’s the bullet boys nigga
Digging diamonds and d
I'm at the doorstep nigga didn’t think I come
I’ll have a bottle with friends
Who betray the Judas i got a real trap hell
Runs starters and shooters
These niggas lying through their teeth
Lining up on me
So we gonna ride in the street
Treyvon martin fuck peace
Religion war, crack epidemic
You rappers all gimics and throwin all twenty
This ain’t no pull out grill bitch ey
This ain’t no rent payin bitch ey
These niggas lying they ain't mercing shit
When I throw down he gonna shit and piss
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie
You can double check this record
That I stand by how real is he if he been
Paying for his blood ties?
He blood in, he blood out at a blood drive
Red cross, blue shield, blue steel nigga
Gunfight if you ain't' dead be still nigga
And who is you to ever
Question who’s a real nigga
You never been, you never was
You never will nigga
Ha, Bought mama's Jag in '01
The only hit's I had then was a nose run
Dropped "Grindin'"
Let you hear just how the dope's slung
Then Shot the video where I
Was buying my dope from
If that ain't' autobiographical
The indictment mentions
Clothes lines and rappers too
Tell me what the fuck I got to prove
To a mother fucker with nothing to lose?
Never, Never been shit ever
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie
(oooooooh shit)
Desperado guns nigga I got tools for dues
Fuck your labels deals bitch we
Want ten mill for school
Your nigga pussy in the
Streets Hollywood they start
Your favorite rapper is a gimic
Nigga see who you are but if they say I'm a
Hater got the idustry fooled
No niggas use to fuck with em
Say he used to be cool
I draw the line in the sand
For them to make their move
I'm just let it get it's
Best knights got real tools
But I ain't hypnotized you see
The greed in my eyes
I’m from the streets where easy money
Be the reason you die
But I got real trust issues I
Don’t fuck with these niggas
I keep these pussies all around me
You ain't gonna sneak me nigga
As the swisher burn slow
Blood money count slow
Label duct taped industry niggas remain
80 bands on my wrist bitch please
Rappers hide it from jewlers
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie