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Featuring Trae Tha Truth (Hook: Chip) Under oath, I don’t lie in the booth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth yea yea Under oath, I don’t lie in the booth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth yea yea (Verse: Chip) So we know how the story or glory goes But I just tell lies like the Morgan Show I don’t rap about trappin but you know the shit’s real I’m the north side product, that the best bricks built Grew up around the worst of us, made it to the best of us Fucking every couple, but I’m shitting on the rest of em The weed stops my growth but my money’s getting tal Success is just a journey where your circle gets smaller Liars don’t holler me, cut me I bleed honestly Game’s just a book I read, you’re looking like a novel Born in lights switched to increase the stats I won’t fade away if they give me a shot King dreams when I aim for the net You internet geeks are just quoting my web I be fresh on the scene, a hundred million dreams Letras de cancionesNever lie in the booth, truth, are you mean (Hook: Chip) Under oath, I don’t lie in the booth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth yea yea Under oath, I don’t lie in the booth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth yea yea (Verse: Trae Tha Truth) Same shit, different day, niggas know how it goes Tryina tell em that I’m a star, pay attention, it shows So we knocking at the door like why the fuck is they close Is to the niggas helping, they laughing fuck em, they hoes They don’t owe a nigga nothing, all good I suppose They left a nigga in the gutter, they was ballin like pros I don’t make you reppin I’m a cop but only head and there’s nose Get rid of it, hit the light and leave him in the whip that I chose I dare it to go rose and leave the rest of it froze Laid up with entertainment bitches, some of them missin they clothes It’s a real nigga in the building, lord knows Haters aimin for the target while these women they hoes Tell them that I’m the truth, nothing less if I talk Nothing less than runnin these streets, off in this money I walk, Never made it to commercial but I’m famous in the hood, In the city, I’m the throneless king, understood? (Hook: Chip) Under oath, I don’t lie in the booth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth yea yea Under oath, I don’t lie in the booth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth Sing it to me, it’s the gospel truth yea yea From Letras Mania