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Intro (The Truth Hurts) - Drakeo the Ruler (Ft. SaySoTheMac)
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Intro (The Truth Hurts) Drakeo the Ruler (Ft. SaySoTheMac)

Intro (The Truth Hurts) - Drakeo the Ruler (Ft. SaySoTheMac)
[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
These niggas playin' with the game
Hundred round clips, don't be playin' with my name
What we on though? Just put fifteen shots in his torso
Don't make me pull up on your block in sports mode
In a jungle, I'll turn to a warlock
These pussy niggas, they done got me in war mode
I ain't playin' with these niggas, for sure, bro
You should worry about payin' your car note
If your bitch see this car, she gon' turn to a porn star

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
First off, I ain't playin' with these niggas
Hundred round clips, I'll slay one of these niggas
I'm Drakeo, I'll K one of these niggas
Thirty-three shots in the game, I'm Scottie Pippen
First off, I ain't playin' with these niggas
Hundred round clips, I'll slay one of these niggas
I'm Drakeo, I'll K one of these niggas
Thirty-three shots in the game, I'm Scottie Pippen (Shit, nigga)
I'm Drakeo, I'll K one of these niggas (Yeah, you know what's goin' on)
Thirty-three shots in the game, I'm Scottie Pippen

[Verse 2: Drakeo the Ruler]
Time to take a trip back to the ballpark
Caught him slippin', he was lackin' in Walmart
Stupid nigga clearly thought he had a hall pass
He's never comin' back and that's that and y'all mad
Better get over it
Sneak dissin' and this lead'll be over you
Two whips, man, I'll bet that she notice me
If it's beef, I'll put lettuce all over you
What's the sneak dissin' for?
We 2-0, was you peepin' the score?
Who put the bleach on the floor?
Big money like Big Meech in the club
I'll slap one of you niggas
You wanna meet? Yeah, we'll jack one of you niggas
I'll put a cap in one of you niggas
Niggas actin' like strippers, I'll throw a stack on you niggas
Dropped him with a gold bottle
Hit him with these shells, you could hear his soul holler
Ugh, nigga must thought he was Suge
Three hunnid up in pieces and I wish a nigga would
I'm from the team, man, let's get this understood
We don't do rats and any nigga support 'em
And that's fine enough
Hit him in his head, shells lined him up
We got bad bitches linin' up
But they'll never get the time from us
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