Trust Nobody

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NEME$1$ - Rap

Trust Nobody

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[Intro: NEM as the narrator] As he strolls through the Block He smoking an serving the rocks Thinking of dipping the city with Glocks For some robbing an' setting up shop But the thing is he's needing the funds He's thinking of busting a lick on the run Niggas out copping a gun and he's 'bouta go hunt... ('bouta go hunt...) Making a call to the homie Pookie He's one of the homies who got no problem bustin' a toolie And he a bully... (and he a bully...) [Verse: NEM as "homie" & "Pookie"] Yo pookie, what you gonna be doin'? In a little I'm gonna be scoopin' We gotta start! Gimmie the lootin' My nigga... I'm ready for busting the trigga Just give me some liqour I'm living on stick ups and ripping the Mexican pick-ups My livers been feeling bit sicker Need a good clinic for fixing this shit up Who do I gotta bust? Point at the nigga I'm running up and I'ma fuck him up Stickin' 'em up and running amok Ain't no cost for breaking the law Breaking the jaw, can't say what they saw Breaking the doors, look in the drawers Taking the gold and taking the souls Say no mo', .44 on the low, yo Go to the front door, bell just rung, yo Let's be out tho' Hit the south, yo Where they got those big ass houses Let's.. ride... I'm seeing a crib on the right Shit is huge and it's painted all white with a sick ass sight With a thick ass wife that'll get that pipe when I'm done tonight Strolling through the window, really slow mo, on the low low Open the back door, pulling the mac out Looking for stacks now, found the dough "Uhh.. who the fuck are you?" Follow me, follow me, follow me now 'Fore this nine millimeter go blow Don't make a sound or you'll die now Locking the door, throw the key out Taking the jewelry and all the chronic Just take any and all electronics No need to pawn shit! Everything is getting put it in the back of the trunk Another dumb fuck just woke up and he's hiding behind of the sofa Hopped up in the family Rover before the police can show up Then we started jetting like we driving in a cobra [Outro: NEM as the narrator] As they hit the highway he noticed Pookie wasn't smiling Homie quickly started wilding and he punched him as he driving They swerved, hitting a coconut tree Pookie got into the driver seat Shot his homie then he steadily fled the scene Taking the jewelry and all the green While the homie was left to bleed to death That's what he gets... that's what he gets... Don't trust nobody.. trust nobody... That's what he gets... that's what he gets... Don't trust nobody.. trust nobody... That's what he gets... that's what he gets... Don't trust nobody.. trust nobody... That's what he gets... that's what he gets...

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