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True say
True say
True say

True say that the team love women
True say that the team don’t sing in
The Station or Booth
You know the truth
You know we’re far from fibbing
You know it’s ours who’s is it?
Switch on the play , making it different
True say when I talk bout bangs it’s more than the endless charts and riddims
True say that the team love women
True say that the team don’t sing in
The Station or Booth
You know the truth
You know we’re far from fibbing
You know it’s ours who’s is it?
Switch on the play , making it different
True say whеn I talk bout bangs it’s more than the endlеss charts and riddims

I turned out bad , I could’ve been worse
I praise to the lord for saving me
School days I was up in the church
Star, star , letting it burst
This one can’t stick to teeth
Wap don’t jam it’s turning you hearse
I love when they retreat
Done that twice seen ‘em rehearse
Start that up rev up the black one
Start it up rev up the blacked one
Sav just copped him a next one
B said mercs for life heard that right on pavement even the race ones
That means anywhere any time get done
Confessions we make here none
It’s all here say she say,I say
Ohmah Lay
Just lay hun

True say that the team love women
True say that the team don’t sing in
The Station or Booth
You know the truth
You know we’re far from fibbing
You know it’s ours who’s is it?
Switch on the play , making it different
True say when I talk bout bangs it’s more than the endless charts and riddims
True say that the team love women
True say that the team don’t sing in
The Station or Booth
You know the truth
You know we’re far from fibbing
You know it’s ours who’s is it?
Switch on the play , making it different
True say when I talk bout bangs it’s more than the endless charts and riddims

Elbows angled pressing in a window
JP got left w like a widow
Ds still knocking for info
Me I’m knocking to fix this pistol
Brown in the pot like bistro
Food in the boot of the hatch like tinsel
Have you blasted an Irish fiddle
Tissue ripping more than a tickle
Sand on the pitch was never the plan
At least I ain’t take it to beach
I feel no pressure or heat
Shifting my talents to Southern of beach
Swing it to L he just like me
He love shells and a .38 squeeze
He took trips with poles he a thief
Crops up different leaves

True say that the team love women
True say that the team don’t sing in
The Station or Booth
You know the truth
You know we’re far from fibbing
You know it’s ours
Who’s is it?
Switch on the play , making it different
True say when I talk bout bangs it’s more than the endless charts and riddims