Canttrustyou Lyrics & Chords By Tate Kobang

[Chorus:] Look, I'm so raw, Turn the oven on, Chef Papa John, I get the Parmesan, [Verse 1:] She want ah yellow nigga, Corn on the cob, Indian giver, Slob on my knob, ...read more

Hey Quan, where you at? Bring the money counter! Thug, your motherfuckin hand hurt? Money done cut a nigga hand Count too much I'm sorry, we don't count it we weight it ...read more

You can sit back with your feet laid up In the penthouse suite, you ain't gotta worry 'bout shit I'm a go out, get the dough, after that, get some more To make sure that...read more

Aha, Fuck is this? S Soun-Sounds like the industry. You know, people don't understand, how you get to this point . So, I think I should tell them before cause right now after, and...read more

If I should die before I wake, I pray the streets my work to take, divide throughout the unfortunate, give my jewelry the most respected, give my cars to the runners and my...read more