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Verse 1
I just wanna know how niggas
Telling on niggas,
Ain't got no money in real life, but still popping,
I just wanna know
I wanna know, if a nigga ain't really putting it in, but
acting like he putting it in
Niggas still letting it fly like
it's cool, I really wanna know man
getting spooky
Verse 2
Chris, you wrote a check
respect (you a fraud)
You a pussy and a fan
the shooters at your neck
I just wanna know,
if you ain't write that running through the six shit
Tell us who the fuck was Quentin running
Bm
F#
D
with my woes
F#m
F#
Bm
D
Bm
Counting money you know how it goes
E
Em
Bm
F#
Gm
All the real live forever baby
Em
E
F#
E
Em
E
B
And the fake get exposed)
B
C
B
you know you never did shit
When I threw that out,
Bm
Em
I was tryin' to catch a big fish
to tie your mother up
B
Bm
Fuck your sister in the ass and
hit your brother up, pussy
You fucking dork you changed the style
because you studied us
Coming with the same flow
Switching up your lingo
We just want a refund,
this ain't what we paid for
Every time that we come,
we get what we came for
Bm
Em
Spitting an other niggas shit,
but you claim you king though?
Verse 3
I just wanna know, I just wanna know
B
Bm
Em
Was it Quentin Miller? Was it Hush or was it Detail
where you really got your flow?
(Milli Vanilli that nigga)
Verse 4
Bm
Em
Bm
told look trill again
Em
B
Em
Says a lot about all the people
that's feeling him
Bm
Em
But I'ma show you bitch ass
niggas we're real again
Let's keep it short,
nigga you ain't get your chick back yet
Em
B
And now she rocking with the chaser
Em
E
Em
and now you missed that check
You went from Clear Port to buddy
Verse 5
Cat, I got to take them off of here,
I got to take them off of here,
Sucka thinks he good
Sucka thinks he can whoop me
And I know he can't whoop me and I
Hey boy, the nigga whole style is chump,
you understand?
When it comes to me you understand
Let me get mines first
Then after I get mine,
Verse 6
You shoulda just said nothing
Now you're going to have to
give me a check to stop
All I hear is platinum that
platinum this
Meanwhile I'm on the cover
with a platinum chick
I got a platinum rollie, platinum whip
Niggas frauds I told the truth,
don't ask me shit
All this industry fake enemy and rap shit
It's never really my style we got cash to get
I really started from nothing
now it's back to shit
Puffy almost caught a domestic
when he smacked that bitch
Verse 7
Hold up, let that bitch breathe
There's no cut on it
There's no cut on it
If your feelings get hurt
You feel like ohhh that's
an arrogant little...
No this is the truth and the
truth hurts
Haven't I paid my dues?
Haven't I went through the storm?
Didn't I weather the storm?
Niggas is gone and I'm here
Verse 8
we ain't forget
Real niggas back in style this shit is lit
This that Ja Rule shit and 50 cent
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