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TRUTH (feat. Mk47) Video (MV)




Performed By: zt_GAT
Language: English
Length: 1:26
Written by: Michee Kanda, Aubrey Tsoka




zt_GAT - TRUTH (feat. Mk47) Lyrics
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MK47, 808s go boom
Damn that shit had really hit me hard whenI heard it was true
From a youngin' we were playin' ball, now we turned into goons
If he tryna beef with broski, then he's surely getting doomed
He get caught anytime around, catch him while it's noon
Every time I feel like pop, cause I'm about
To shake the room
He be takin' all the puffs and he got sent
Off to the moon
Black and white like he a panda, he a coward he say moo
7-8, that's still a tomb, got my guys and stick like glue
He was dissin' in the morning and got caught that afternoon
I'm not really good at bluffin', if I clutch then I'ma shoot If we don't catch you outside,then we gon catch you at your school
Leave your professor devastated, why you lookin like a fool?
Look, I ain't lyin', boy, I be outside, really doin' crime
While you online, busy talkin' live,we could take your life
Oh you thought that this a game, we cut it short, no extra time
If you enter our block without permission there's a fine
In 7-8, boy, we don't play no games we dislocate your face
My niggas know I make the stick go boom,not just the 808s
And when it's beef, they know we punctual
We make a nigga late
Nigga thought that he got rizz and all but we sent that hoe as bate
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MK47, 808s go boom
Damn that shit had really hit me hard whenI heard it was true
From a youngin' we were playin' ball, now we turned into goons
If he tryna beef with broski, then he's surely getting doomed
He get caught anytime around, catch him while it's noon
Every time I feel like pop, cause I'm about
To shake the room
He be takin' all the puffs and he got sent
Off to the moon
Black and white like he a panda, he a coward he say moo
7-8, that's still a tomb, got my guys and stick like glue
He was dissin' in the morning and got caught that afternoon
I'm not really good at bluffin', if I clutch then I'ma shoot If we don't catch you outside,then we gon catch you at your school
Leave your professor devastated, why you lookin like a fool?
Look, I ain't lyin', boy, I be outside, really doin' crime
While you online, busy talkin' live,we could take your life
Oh you thought that this a game, we cut it short, no extra time
If you enter our block without permission there's a fine
In 7-8, boy, we don't play no games we dislocate your face
My niggas know I make the stick go boom,not just the 808s
And when it's beef, they know we punctual
We make a nigga late
Nigga thought that he got rizz and all but we sent that hoe as bate
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Writer: Michee Kanda, Aubrey Tsoka
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