Don't You Believe-Allen Iverson

Don't You Believe

歌手:Allen Iverson

专辑:Misunderstood

时间:2010-05-11

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For the year 2g the rap game change for one name

Jewelz aim to slain anything on this plane

Remains are found when the best kept secret get heated

You went platinum with a ghost writer

So in the game you won you cheated

My slang bang when you need it

You man enough to pull a gun be man enough to squeeze it

*gunshots*

Die if you don't believe it

Anything to do wit millions I'mma be with it

Hats off to the hardcore n***as

F**k the rest

In my guess y'all useless

Just talking music

Never mistake me for a fake mc

You got the wrong identity

N***a I'm ct fool

Get murdered in a second in the first degree

Come to me with faggot tendacies

You'll be sleeping where the maggots be

Ain't nothing kinda used to beef actually

But when it's on I raise first automatically

Won't catch me as a victim and a rap casualty

Dynasty raiders hit va in the summertime

Ten bentleys in one line

Gats in each hand

Twin 45's in mines

Snipers hitting n***as long distance for a rate

Sons and daughters

One order you'll be floating in water

Bad news home of the dynasty raiders

One love to the ol school n***as

They in the jail trying to raise us

Even the ones that tried to blaze us

But couldn't even graze us

See them b***h a*s n***as y'all killing don't amaze us

Y'all slobbing I'm spitting wit a mouth full of rage

Everybody stay fly get money kill and f**k b***hes

I'm hitting anything in plain view for my riches

Va's finest filling up ditches

When n***as turn to b***hes

Die for zero digits

I'mma giant yall midgets

I know killers that kill for a fee

That'll kill your a*s for free

Believe me

How you wanna die fast or slowly

Fast as a rolie

Slow as a rolie polie

I bought your s**t it was weak

Trashed it now you owe me

All the hardcore n***as know me

I ain't knocking

I'm just gon' bust up in the motherf**ker

Taking anything that's rightfully mines

Lust

Aks

Rifles

And nines

Physique crew

Thick designs

With jewels that shine all the time

Ain't nothing sweet about this rate of mystique

Got n***as while you eat s**t sleep and beat your meat

Die reaching for heat

Leave you leaking in the street

N***as screaming he was a good boy ever since he was born

But f**k it he gone

Life must go on n***as don't live that long

But h*es in wigs n***as that think they head strong

Got n***as hollering jewelz dead wrong on this song

This type of murder don't need no hook

Just forty f**king bars from the mouth of a crook

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