Truth - Jugg Harden: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Truth

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Truth adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak The Wealthy Brand tarafından 13 Ağustos 2021 tarihinde yayınlandıThe 13 Tape

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümThe 13 Tape

Çıkış Tarihi13 Ağustos 2021

FirmaThe Wealthy Brand

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM96

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Jugg Harden

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Malik Lashay Grimes

Malik Lashay Grimes

Composer

Şarkı sözleri

(Jugg Harden)

(Jerry, what the fuck?)

Put a Goose on my ho, Moncler on my son

If a **** sip my cup, he gon' need another lung

She know that out-of-town dick come with good drugs and funds

Throw a **** parties only time he havin' fun

Make a gangster turn into reverend like he Runs

I'ma buy the booth just to stand in the club

Fuck your '42, I got juice in the club

Sendin' shots to his roof, that's a different type of buzz

Treat an opp like a coupe, drop his roof

They ain't gotta book me, bitch, I'm good on Truth

I don't want no molly, want no Xans, I want juice

He a laid-back killer, tough guy like it's Juice

**** think they Bishop 'til they hangin' off a roof

Bitch thought she was special 'til I kicked her out the coupe

Last thing they heard, lil' Harden used to hoop

Ain't never met Eminem, but, ****, I'm the proof

When the switch on the Glocky, I swear it hit different

I get my lick back on ****, I don't lick bitches

You sippin' Trish or Thomas, ****? It's a big difference

That bitch cut me off, I tried to stuff a brick in her

You buy pints that ain't sealed

You be fallin' in love with hoes that ain't real

They call you Harden, how you end up in the field?

I take pills for the scars that ain't healed

I want the strongest drugs, I want the darkest mud

We was cool, you an opp now, fuck what we was

Catch a dancin'-ass **** and shoot up the club

Look up to my lil' ****, you my grandson

Put a Goose on my ho, Moncler on my son

If a **** sip my cup, they gon' need another lung

She know that out-of-town dick come with good drugs and funds

Throw a **** parties only time he havin' fun

Make a gangster turn into reverend like he Runs

I'ma buy the booth just to stand in the club

Fuck your '42, I got a pint full of mud

Send shots to his roof, that's a different type of buzz

Cut the rules off and pull up to his mama house

We gon' make her wish she would've took the condom route

When they post him on the 'Gram, this ain't no shoutin' out

He an internet thug, so we gon' log him out

He don't pop out at night, he heard it's gettin' scary

You be grantin' hoes wishes, you the pussy fairy

I got two hoes with me just like Mary Mary

I be runnin' from her cat just like Tom and Jerry

Hope the opps take a Xan' and have a heart attack

My lil' **** eatin' Percs like a Smartie pack

When I fuck her from the back, she be fuckin' back

He heard Jugg fucked his bitch, he wanna get the strap

I don't never swallow pride, I put pills on her

I let the chopper do the talkin', it get real vocal

I know how to rerock the pints and put seals on it

I'm the reason your bitch hurt and got a shield on her

Put a Goose on my ho, Moncler on my son

If a **** sip my cup, they gon' need another lung

She know that out-of-town dick come with good drugs and funds

Throw a **** parties only time he havin' fun

Make a gangster turn into reverend like he Runs

I'ma buy the booth just to stand in the club

Fuck your '42, I got a pint full of mud

Send shots to his roof, that's a different type of buzz

Written by: Malik Lashay Grimes

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