Pusha T

Your Favorite Rapper
Featuring Alley Boy (Verse 1: Alley Boy) 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 (Hook x2) Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie Letras de cancionesYour favorite rapper’s a damn lie Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie (Verse 2: Pusha T) 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 hits 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 (Hook x2) Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie (Verse 3: Alley Boy) 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 its 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 foe 80 bands on my wrist bitch please rappers hide it from jewellers Need to tap on that fee, these some bitch niggas (Hook x2) Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie From Letras Mania