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La'chat

I Don't Trust Dem Boys Lyrics - La'chat

I'm straight up out dat ghetto lookin' fo' a come up 

I gotta make dat cheese talkin bout mega bucks 

I'm spittin much game and I'm pull 'em in this thangs 

But man this shit is slow, I need to try some other thangs 

My brother, heavy on the low, boomin' into town 

I see he living straight, he need to front his girl a pound 

I be so fucked up, that's da chance I gotta take 

I'm dropping outta school, cause this cheese I gotta make 

I holla at my brother, he done set his girl straight 

Whatever for that cheese, on the track real late 

I'm pushin so much dope, I done fell off in the mall 

Me and Mac Doody, man we shop until we fall 

I'm tryin not to splurge, gotta keep it on the low 

But dawg that's hard to do, when you was used to being broke 

I'm out here living nice, niggas jockin' my life 

I got a karat gold smile and I'm dripped up in ice, shit 

 

(repeat 2x) 

I don't trust dem boys, get em all way from round here 

Everybody talkin' how we flashin' all the time here 

Police niggas snitchin' when I'm tryin to sell these pounds here 

Need to shut the fuck up, you get yo' self drowned here 

 

I got a Benz on twenties but I'm still in the hood 

My neighbors wonderin how the fuck did I get it so good 

There you go, nosy ho, all up in my biz 

Ain't no questions asked when I'm out there feeding your kids 

I wonder why the police always riding my block 

They need to take they ass on, I'm tired of swallowin rocks 

Man I'm always getting sweated, man these bitches be at me 

I tell em that my folks died and they left me that fetty 

They ain't tryin to hear that shit, a punk bitch and a snitch 

These boys hatin' cause I'm hustlin', trying to get rich 

You wanna cut my water off, cause your dick is too soft 

Nigga you ain't getting paid followin' the law 

If you shut the fuck up, then I might give you something 

But naw bitch, fuck you , I ain't givin yo hatin' ass nothin 

So you can snitch to the folks, but you gotta have proof 

Don't let me find out who you are, then it's over for you, bitch 

 

(repeat 2x) 

I don't trust dem boys, get em all way from round here 

Everybody talkin' how we flashin' all the time here 

Police niggas snitchin' when I'm tryin to sell these pounds here 

Need to shut the fuck up, you get yo' self drowned here 

 

It was five in the morning, police kickin' in my front door 

Wit them Tech 9's asking me where the damn dope 

I ain't got no dope, but they slam me to the fuckin' floor 

They ain't have to do it like that, I'm a jazzy ho 

They didn't find no dope, but they took my ass anyway 

Trying to run the game, bout they shippin' me upstate 

Get me to the station and they lookin' at each other 

Askin me some questions, showin pictures of my brother 

Trying to make a deal, see they thinkin I'm a stupid bitch 

They ain't find no dope, so these hoes ain't got shit 

I ain't sayin' a word, shit they got amy family background 

Even thought it's true, I ain't trying to make a damn sound 

72 hours in the tank, goin crazy 

I don't give a fuck, I can't snitch on my family 

So they cut me loose, got no evidence to keep me in 

Back out on these streets and it's going down once again 

 

(repeat 3x) 

I don't trust dem boys, get em all way from round here 

Everybody talkin' how we flashin' all the time here 

Police niggas snitchin' when I'm tryin to sell these pounds here 

Need to shut the fuck up, you get yo' self drowned here 

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