Kane & Abel

Kane & Abel - Between Us songtekst

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Sometimes  these buster ass niggas fall in love with these
 trick ass hoes
 You know what I'm saying  they forget about their homeboys
 Stop falling in love with these tricks  let friendships go
 to waste you know what I'm saying

 Verse 1 (Kane)

 Used to be my nigga now some buster I don't even know
 You ran up like some bitch pussy whipped by some dog hoe
 And I'm a poor stupid nigga you had to gaul
 In love with this bitch who suck more cock than Rupaul
 You fake ass niggas do fake ass shit
 And fake ass niggas get pussy whipped
 It ain't the bitch its the principle of it, nigga fuck it
 We can handle this like gentlemans or get into some thug shit
 She loved it, yo can't you see your bitch chose me
 Nigga now you got the jealousy fucking up the currency
 Its killing me so much that now I'm contemplating murder
 can't you tell
 I hope they got a hoe for you in hell

 Chorus

 You used to be my best friend
 than you let a bitch come between us
 (Yo bitch got between us)
 You used to be my row dog
 than you let a bitch come between us
 (You know I take a bullet for you now you gone fuck it up)

 Verse 2 (Abel)

 My ex nigga its a shame best to leave that hoe alone
 Let her game get in your fucking veins like heroin
 I remember when you met her city lights, club hopping
 Caught your eye doing that butterfly that hoe was pussy popping
 You was hugging on her, loving on her, tried to tell you then
 Better leave that freak alone she only out for your ends
 You started tripping, tricking off that hoe outfits
 DKNY, polo socks with them white reeboks
 Two weeks later, she gave me her number that was it
 Fucked that hoe like a gorilla, tried to kill her that dog bitch
 And so, I'm hearing that you calling me a hoe
 To this dirty little trick that you didn't know a month ago
 I'll show you whose a hoe, ghetto, get the 44
 Let this nigga know, let this nigga know
 I met the pullbearer so them niggaz call me drama
 I'm upset, get the black dress for your mama

 Chorus

 Verse 3 (Kane)

 We used to go to school together, shoot pool together
 Now I wanna shoot your ass and end your life forever
 Nigga keep on letting that bitch playa hate
 And that he say she say will get a tech up in your face
 Shut the fuck up nigga what, pass that fucking swisher
 Never sweat a bitch never let a bitch kiss ya
 Alright lets stop it squash it, no need to pull the trigger
 For we be shot hunched over, she bending over with the next nigga
 Its cool, I put away your concrete shoes
 Cause I got some love left, but you was close to death
 I seen it coming but got damn it was still kinda funny
 How that hoe got between us like Nino and G Money
 Cause fake ass niggas do fake ass shit
 And fake ass niggas get pussy whipped
 Fake ass niggas do fake ass shit
 And fake ass niggas get pistol whipped

 Chorus
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Auteur: Kane & Abel

Componist: ?

Publisher: No Limit Records

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1996

Taal: Engels

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