Jose Guapo - Dont Believe The Hype lyrics
rate me(Intro)
808 Mafia
Let's get it
Peon and peasant
(Hook)
Don't Believe The Hype
I Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
I Don't Believe The Hype
All my soldiers stay quiet
All my bitches, they bad
We dinin' through ass, I don't have it
By the way, all my d come from you
I don't check, have to do it
I'm the man with the bandz
We beat em soon and we dance
Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
(Verse)
Ten chains on my busta shit
These niggas so lame, they on some sucka shit
These niggas so lame, they get no fuckin' wit
But these bitches fuck with me, so they get fuckin' wit sometimes, tho
Aye, we fuckin' in condo, so full o' me, whateva
But don't wanna be free no mo'
I mean fuck em bad bitches like who da fuck
I wanna fuck a bad bitch on the late show
See, most o' these niggas be cappin' on the low
Nigga put on shows and be broke on the low
Aye, so I don't need the hype, lately on the Sprite
Aviere ride with me, ride it till I'm gone
Yeah, I'm finna cash out on a straight A
Told ya pussy niggas that my mind ain't whole way
Don't believe the hype, believe the ice
Look at the ice, look how my life
Porno stars should be fuckin' me
Tracklers should be suckin' me
I fuck the ? and I'm strockin' my weed
Why this bitch keep touchin' me?
None o' these niggas can't fuck wit me
I said none o' these niggas can't fuck wit me
Double U not double cheat me
Double cup, aye
(Hook)
Don't Believe The Hype
I Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
I Don't Believe The Hype
All my soldiers stay quiet
All my bitches, they bad
We dinin' through ass, I don't have it
By the way, all my d come from you
I don't check, have to do it
I'm the man with the bandz
We beat em soon and we dance
Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
(Verse 2)
You can miss me with that hesay-shesay
No MMG, run in, my nig', we bout the gunplay
Stay front ready for the runway
I got billies in this bitch, rollin' up on farmer j
That rarri' poor, lookin' like a spike
Ask yo main nigga, I bet ya I'm his 'nditor
These lame niggas got em hoes thinkin' they sum' harder
We poppin' double 6 while they poppin' bottle
We from the streets fo' real, these niggas ain't posys
Run the whole city, I did it
My diamonds dancin' like P Diddy (take that take that)
I seen her ass and her titties (seen it)
And I know she didn't forget it
Don't believe the hype!
Pull a .4 and I spray, these niggas livin' fake life
I really ? straight (Young Guapo)
When the fake done fake they start lyin'
She said she don't suck dick, I know she lyin'
(Hook)
Don't Believe The Hype
I Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
I Don't Believe The Hype
All my soldiers stay quiet
All my bitches, they bad
We dinin' through ass, I don't have it
By the way, all my d come from you
I don't check, have to do it
I'm the man with the bandz
We beat em soon and we dance
Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
Don't Believe The Hype
