Now see i tried to keep the peace but ur lies is killin me,
Ur ass is in these streets, holdin all these late night creeps.
Said u was wit ur boys, then u try to switch it.
Quit with the bullshit cuz i aint none of these bitches.
Truth has come ta get ya, things about ta split ya.
You done put your hands on me now Dre's about ta get wit ya.
I done messed around and spotted you like you was famous now you got that dumb look on your face like what your name is.
I know what your game is, you done lie to me so much it's famous.
Boy you took Mommy's perceive for granted, now your cheating ass is about to be stranded.
CHORUS:
Cuz most of y'all niggas can't deal with (tha truth)
Be hatin' when your woman start hittin you wit' (da truth)
Tryin' ta turn it all around when you know it's tha (truth)
And you always runnin' away from tha (truth)
You lie till you make yourself think it's tha (truth)
Well undress the lie tell me what you got? Shoulda been up front and just told tha (truth)
But instead u wanna go and try ta hide tha (truth)
Now see time and time again you've gotten away with murder.
The bitch calls here again see i'm gon' have ta hurt her.
Fool that you roll with, he be hittin' on me.
You so busy partyin' you too damn blind to see.
You don't think that i know the scheme, you're messin' with the intelligence of a wise ghetto queen.
Boy there ain't much you can get past me. I won't leave your ass tryin' ta take it from me.
CHORUS:
Cuz most of y'all nigga's can't deal with tha (truth)
Be hatin' it when your woman starts hittin ya with tha (truth)
Tryin' ta turn it all around when you know it's tha (truth)
And you always runnin away from tha (truth)
You lie till you make yourself think its tha (truth)
Well undress the lie and what you got, should of been upfront and just told the (truth) but instead you wanna go and try ta hide tha, tha, tha
Mammie listen up you got me confused,
told you i was out smokin with my dudes,
Then we popped Crys right after we hit tha Swiss,
And later on that night you aint gonna believe this shit,
There was a knock at tha door now check it i'm 'bout ta hip ya,
Door opens what 'bout ten or 'leven strippers,
First thing i did was went into a room ta pick up, the phone and call you but no said tha liquer,
But now i got tha hiccup, hands up like a stick-up,.................. and hear your ass bicker and after all that what make shit even worse eventhough i'm wrong i admit the truth hurts.
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