Capo GBE x Tadoe GBE - Lying (Prod. By Emazin) [G.L.O.N.L.2] [HD]
Capo GBE x Tadoe GBE - Lying (Prod. By Emazin) [G.L.O.N.L.2] [HD]
Capo GBE x Tadoe GBE - Lying (Prod. By Emazin) [G.L.O.N.L.2] [HD]
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Lyrics:
[hook]
Thot and she got red paws on her feet, girl you lying
Flex to the hoes like he wanna meet me, girl you lying
Boyfriend say he know me and he wanna do a feat, girl you lying
And the bitch say she love me don't want me in the streets, girl you lying
Niggas woolfing like the Glo don't stay with the heat, boy you lying
Opps talking like they got bodies under their beat, boy you lying
You in a house and you acting like you out here in the streets, boy you lying
You flexin' like you struggle but you can never be we, boy you lying
[Verse 1: Tadoe]
Opps acting like they ass want beef, boy you lying
Pull up on the block let the chopper go (grattatata), bullets flying
Don't act like the shop Louie let you in you lying
All the makeup on your face, girl you ain't fine
You call my line I don't wanna talk, I ain't got time
Your bullshit convos baby, please you need to stop that lying
I'm out here everyday in the field on my grind, better stay with that nine
Let a nigga try to run up on us a nigga gon' die, I ain't lying
Everyday I'm with my Gang
In traffic big ass .30, smoking on pro packs, I ain't lying
Glo Gang we riding, we out here everyday and the opps they hiding
[hook]
Thot and she got red paws on her feet, girl you lying
Flex to the hoes like he wanna meet me, girl you lying
Boyfriend say he know me and he wanna do a feat, girl you lying
And the bitch say she love me don't want me in the streets, girl you lying
Niggas woolfing like the Glo don't stay with the heat, boy you lying
Opps talking like they got bodies under their beat, boy you lying
You in a house and you acting like you out here in the streets, boy you lying
You flexin' like you struggle but you can never be we, boy you lying
[Verse 2: Capo]
Baby I'ma playa, and that money ain't shit, girl I'll pay your car note
And it ain't none to me and the broke niggas baby
Get ya flight to Chicago
Ya know two years ago you wouldn't fuck me
But now you wanna fuck me cause I'm a star tho'
Glo Gang, got shooters that'll assassinate shit
And them shooters mane they go everywhere I go
See my name El Capo
Well more like the mob, whacking shit like El Chapo
How the fuck you play with guns and you always in the streets And you ain't even got one of the type tho
You ain't my homeboy, you a customer
Can't get no pics, can't smoke no blunt wit' ya
She clean my house and you be cuffing her
But trust herself, so ain't no trusting her
Disappear like magic, Glo Gang [?] where we splashin'
Can't say shit [?] three four matress
[hook]
Thot and she got red paws on her feet, girl you lying
Flex to the hoes like he wanna meet me, girl you lying
Boyfriend say he know me and he wanna do a feat, girl you lying
And the bitch say she love me don't want me in the streets, girl you lying
Niggas woolfing like the Glo don't stay with the heat, boy you lying
Opps talking like they got bodies under their beat, boy you lying
You in a house and you acting like you out here in the streets, boy you lying
You flexin' like you struggle but you can never be we, boy you lying
