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lirik lagu ransom & nicholas craven - body of lies

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[verse 1:]
all of a sudden, n~ggas the plug, right? ain’t got the power to show you love on a drug price
i doubt that, ’cause half of these n~ggas goofy’s without rap reroute that, we wouldn’t believe you n~ggas without tats
and gold chains you never sold cocaine, no house traps
no colombian plugs no dope came on a boat lane
you know it’s so strange ?
you struggle for pennies and still you won’t change
that hustler’s envy run through your bro’s veins
you know that old saying, you “can’t beat ’em, you join ’em”
with no shame i don’t play them hoe games
blow like cobain, the dough like lomane
you scrimmage in the rock but you ain’t ready for this pro game it’s no pain, no gain, he’s broke, lame, no names
the pistol that i raise here, compared to a role game
these n~ggas ain’t duffel, bro, they ain’t never hustle
bro i was seeing green on that screen like mark ruffalo

[hook:]
a hustler’s remorse, it’s a different story when you f~ckin’ with a boss
diamonds crushed up on the cross, out in bora bora doin’ donuts in the porsche
i can show you what it cost, never slog for a loss
a hustler’s remorse, million dollar villa’s never f~ckin’ on resorts you f~ckin’ with a boss, lettuce made weather never suffer from a loss
they never say whether they’ll be touching us in court
a hustler’s remorse

[verse 2:]
all of a sudden these n~ggas tough guys, divide and cut pies swear that i heard enough lies, said you took care of beef
but i overheard that you cut fries , a man fry cook
make sure my beverage is plus size with no ice
you ain’t got no coke price, was never ready to die
so you ain’t never roll dice, n~ggas caught in ’em rat traps congregating with slow mice, but no hype, no life
revoke stripes, hold tight, every game got a white hoe
every n~gga gon’ hope white, these rappers got no plight
but me, i got broke dreams, that might look kinda similar
like chappelle and bo’ keem i withheld a smoke screen
’cause i ain’t into foolin ya i would call you junior
but i don’t wanna ruin ya
’cause i don’t know what that intense pressure gon’ do to ya
i’m in a lamborghini with an actress named julia scr~w~ng her


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