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Dee Mula - Let Them Tell It Lyrics

[Intro]
Mm (Honcho on that beat, word, say that)
Yeah, you know, niggas don't make it where I come from
You know, I come from that bottom, I come from that Villa (Oh, ah)
You know, a lot of niggas crazy players out here, man, I ain't gotta make up not one lie, you hear me (Oh, ah)

[Verse]
I be tryna bring my hood together, but I can't 'cause it's too much hate
Slidin' on each other back to back like they got on skates (Oh, ah)
Who gon' be the next to die? (Huh?) It's so hard gettin' out my city (Huh?)
Who gon' be the next to cry? They put up right now, ain't no tellin'
Ain't nobody pussy, let them tell it (Fuck 'em)
We ain't never got no get-back, let them tell it (Huh?)
We ain't never pulled up, let them switches go off, let them tell it (The fuck?)
Yeah, he cool, but he ain't straight
You my nigga, but you be with them, gettin' in that car ain't safe (Nah)
My love be real, but they fell back on me like my shit fake
I hold grudges 'cause you sat right there and played right in my face (Yeah, damn)
I wanna forgive you, but I can't (I can't)
Rather kill you, but I can't (I can't)
Where would I be without faith?
Know they waitin' on my new tape, I got the streets watchin' (The streets watchin')
Keepin' all this fake shit 'way from 'round me, got me detoxin' (Detoxin')
I feel like niggas plottin', I can't go for that, so I keep stalkin'
Keep buyin' these guns, they like, "This nigga here keep choppers" (Brrt)
Keep buyin' the opps, keep playin' with me, bitch, I'ma keep shoppin' (Grrah)
Bitch, they gon' keep killin' (Opps)
Pray for Memphis, pray for all them niggas that said they run the city (Huh, what the fuck?)
Pray for all them mamas that lost their babies 'cause they swore I wasn't spinnin' (Wha)
Pray for me 'cause they say I get high, too high, I start trippin' (Put the, bloom, bloom)
I spanked your butt, what, you forgot? (Yeah, tell 'em)
When your nigga left you to rot (Yeah, tell 'em)
'Fore I pulled off, had you screamin', "Ah, I'm shot" (Woah)
Shit get crazy in my city, ain't nothin' 'bout Dee Mula pussy
Can't get lazy on them missions, come outside, better watch them bushes
I was fifteen when they first booked me (Man), locked me up, it felt like hell (Huh?)
Caught a hat, I was sixteen, still havin' dreams about that smell
We the ones make niggas show they heart and come up out that shell
Real project baby, a gangster, fuck I look like paintin' my nails?
Fuck I look like provin' points when I got kids now?
Niggas wasn't straight from the start, I was blind, but I can see it now (Fuck 'em)
Got choppers in my house, cameras 'round my shit, military madness (Watchin')
Smokin' dope, lookin' at Scarface, treat my bitch like she a diamond (She worth it)
Treat my mama like a queen (Mama), I got power like a king (Dee Mula)
I can point my finger, you get killed soon as I leave the scene (Oh no, skrrt)
Niggas never play with me, the fuck I look like lettin' 'em play? (The fuck?)
You can try me like a rapper, I bet they book my ass today
You think I'm fake, don't come around me, bitch, you ain't gotta fake, pussy (Pussy-ass nigga)
I be by myself, flyin' with my gun, turnt up in your city (Turnt up in your city)
All this money I got on me right now, might buy her some new titties
Can't go broke, had a Z, but I'm rich, ain't shit to get two fifty, nigga (Nah)
[Outro]
Ain't shit to get two fifty (Super)
Can't go broke, had a Z, but I'm rich, ain't shit to get two fifty, yeah