paroles de chanson We Don't Believe You - Jelly Roll , Struggle Jennings
We
don't
believe
you
West
side,
now
I
been
there
'fore
it
was
ever
cool
for
you
to
say
that
Go
way
back,
we
the
Real
McCoy,
talk
slick
and
you
laid
back
Play
back
to
the
old
days,
you
rappin'
'bout
my
old
ways
I
do
me
while
you
do
the
K,
did
it
first,
now
you're
too
late
I'm
250,
you're
featherweight,
goodnight
if
you
hesitate
Accelerate
or
you
better
wait,
for
it
escalate
and
you
levitate
You
got
stars,
you
got
stripes,
I
clean
slate
chalk
boards
You
got
weight,
I
recalibrate,
then
interrogate
and
you
talk
more
I
can
orchestrate
your
last
call,
fornicate
with
your
last
broad
I'll
throw
a
fast
ball,
I
swing
hard,
dig
deep,
hit
a
back
wall
I
was
raised
up
in
the
backyard,
bulldogs
learned
to
get
it
tough
I
call
bluffs
with
a
phone
call,
hit
send,
I
said
enough
I
bet
you
smoke
like
Willie,
I
bet
you
live
like
Waylon
Bet
you
got
Stars
and
Stripes,
oh,
you
an
outlaw
ain't
ya
Bet
you
the
Real
McCoy,
ain't
nothin'
'bout
you
gimmick
I
bet
you
been
out
in
it,
I
bet
you
go
out
and
get
it
We
don't
believe
you,
no,
not
a
word
up
out
your
mouth
Your
story
don't
check
out,
that
shit
you
talk,
you
ain't
about
We
don't
believe
you,
sound
like
a
big
ol'
bunch
of
lies
Put
my
right
hand
to
the
sky,
baby
let
me
testify
We
don't
believe
you
Let's
fuck
around,
get
up
on
the
stand
Tell
a
whole
bunch
of
lies
about
your
homeboy
Even
though
there
was
a
plan,
stick
together,
be
a
man
Prolly
go
and
get
your
own
lawyer
Oh
boy,
these
boys
got
life
fucked
up
(fucked
up)
If
I
hear
another
goddamn
song
from
a
fake
cowboy
in
a
leased
out
truck
I'ma
fuck
around,
lose
my
shit,
brah
Look
close,
real
close,
there
ain't
shit
like
us
Does
he
walk,
talk,
dress
like
us?
Don't
mean
that
he
built
like
us
Just
a
whole
bunch
of
Tonka
tough
Never
had
to
pull
it
out
the
mud
from
the
bottom
of
the
hill
like
us
Fight
no
case,
no
judge,
no
cuffs
Just
sounded
good
to
make
a
couple
of
bucks
I
thought
I've
seen
it
all,
'til
I
seen
y'all
Not
the
same,
not
at
all
Nah,
these
boys
softer
than
aerosol
Bunch
of
loud
talk,
no
fuckin'
balls
Most
of
'em
don't
even
smoke
at
all
Just
photo-opin'
like
some
fuckin'
broads
Swear
to
God
they
some
outlaws
'Til
the
shit
really
fuck
around
pop
off
I
bet
you
smoke
like
Willie,
I
bet
you
live
like
Waylon
Bet
you
got
Stars
and
Stripes,
oh,
you
an
outlaw
ain't
ya
Bet
you
the
Real
McCoy,
ain't
nothin'
'bout
you
gimmick
I
bet
you
been
out
in
it,
I
bet
you
go
out
and
get
it
We
don't
believe
you,
no,
not
a
word
up
out
your
mouth
Your
story
don't
check
out,
that
shit
you
talk,
you
ain't
about
We
don't
believe
you,
sound
like
a
big
ol'
bunch
of
lies
Put
my
right
hand
to
the
sky,
baby,
let
me
testify
We
don't
believe
you
Howdy
y'all?
Damn,
I
blowed
In
my
city,
I'm
the
man
to
know
Every
night
what
I'm
landin'
on
Is
a
bad
bitch
with
no
panties
on
Hey
dude,
who
you
talkin'
to?
Hey
girl,
let
me
talk
to
you
(come
here)
I'ma
do
what
I
got
to
do
They
know
us
son,
so
we
walkin'
through
I'm
a
gangster
down
to
my
barn,
baby
Hop
on
it
'cause
we
goin'
places
(come
on)
I
can't
lie,
we
used
to
smoke
that
stress
But
the
best
is
what
we've
been
blowin'
lately
Hey
girl,
you
know
I'm
crazy
I
think
you
like
it,
you
crazy
too
I'm
a
gangster
dude
doin'
gangster
tunes
So
I
played
it
cool
and
you
made
a
move
Talk
that
street
shit
always,
then
flip
your
shit
like
Kanye
It's
the
same
dudes
that
be
talkin'
loud
That
end
up
singin'
like
Beyoncé
Hey
man,
fuck
what
y'all
say
Let's
bow
our
heads
and
we'll
all
pray
For
these
stupid
motherfuckers
that
be
actin'
like
us
all
day
I
bet
you
smoke
like
Willie,
I
bet
you
live
like
Waylon
Bet
you
got
Stars
and
Stripes,
oh,
you
an
outlaw
ain't
ya
Bet
you
the
Real
McCoy,
ain't
nothin'
'bout
you
gimmick
I
bet
you
been
out
in
it,
I
bet
you
go
out
and
get
it
We
don't
believe
you,
no,
not
a
word
up
out
your
mouth
Your
story
don't
check
out,
that
shit
you
talk,
you
ain't
about
We
don't
believe
you,
sound
like
a
big
ol'
bunch
of
lies
Put
my
right
hand
to
the
sky,
baby,
let
me
testify
We
don't
believe
you
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