paroles de chanson It's the Truth - Lud Foe

Im The Truth, Its the Truth
I Houdini Yo Bitch, Nigga, Poof!
She Say Lud Foe I Love You, Its The Truth
He Say He Gettin Money, He Aint Got The Proof
Im Ballin On These Hoes, Call Me Houston
Side Line On Yo Bitch If She Useless
We Catch A Opp, We Put These 40 Glocks To Use
She Asked Me Did I Fuck Her Friend, I Told The Truth

Im A Pimp, I Be Confusin Them Hoes
And Me, I Never Really Care Bout Losin Them Hoes
I Hulk Smash On That Pussy, Im Abusin Them Hoes
I Pop A Flat, Then I Fall Off In The Studio
Im Drinkin Henny, I Dont Drink That Don Julio
I Call My 69 Boys, Make You Tootsie Roll
Quarter Brick, I Make Her Stuff It In Her Pussyhole
Yea, It's The Truth I Call My Sisters, They Be Whoopin Hoes
Kid Passed Me The Ball, Its A Pick And Roll
I Slam Dunk, Alley Oop, Like I Play For The Pros
I'm Not A Red Rum Drinker, Give That Shit To The Hoes
And Every day I'm Sellin Dope, I Got Blow For Your Nose
Its The Truth, I Get Loose, Off That 150 Proof
My Rims Big, Forgiatos Lookin Like Hula Hoops
I'm In The Trap, With My Troops, Eatin Some Frooty Loops
So Many Bitch In My House, IDK Who Is Who
Fuck Nigga Watch Ya Mouth, Who Is You Talkin To?
Remember Posted On The Block Like Some Young Prostitutes
Sellin Dope, All The Fiends Like I Remember You
Its The Truth, Dont Call Me Soulja, But I Been Had The Juice!

Red Beam On Yo Head, No Need For Your Bulletproof
Baby I Just Bought A Car, And I Forgot The Roof
I Know Some Niggas Owe Me Favors That Aint Got Shit To Lose
The Last Nigga Fucked With Me Was Last Seen On The News
I Have My Shooters In Yo House Like Bruhman From The 5th Floor
I Put A Bruise On Kidwond3r Beats Like Im Kimbo
We Bailin Out The Back Of Bugattis, Just Start The Limo
We Pull Up And Start Throwin Them Bullets, Don't Catch A Inno
Im The Truth, Im The Proof, Baby, Im The Suggs (Shoot!)
I Fill One Nigga With A Hundred Slugs (Poof!)
I Left With Five Booty Shakers At The Stripper Club
Baby, Im A Player, Fuck The Mayor, Bitch Im Donald Trump
Smokin Presidential In A Rental With The Windows Up
Rolls Royces Sittin On Forgiatos And They Mounted Up
Gold Bottles, My Bitch Dipped In Gold, Shes A Gold Model
Learn Ya Lesson, Gold Smith And Wesson Filled With Gold Hollows
GANG!