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Let me tell you what happened to meThe other day I spent a million on a def gold chainIt weighted thirty nine pounds, my name plate the sameI put it on, it was too heavySo I hired me this brother to wear for meOne night, we was out chillin, he and I minus crewI was held at gun point by a thug's .22But when I told him that I was the L.A. player Ice-TThe brother robbed somebody else and brought the money to meYou might think I'm lyin' but man, you're wrongAs I told you before, my word is bondYou're the master of lying, manI played ball back in (name) ParkThe (name) on the board, hit three pointers in the darkI got a scholarship but said: "Yo, forget it "Goin' straight to the Pro rank, coach, so don't sweat itThe Lakers wanted to pick me, but I said: "Step"Cause takin' Magic's spot, could be bad for my rep "what"So he sent me to Chicago, to play in front of... you knowBut then I said: "Either he go or I go"I gave Jordan a break, then came back to the cityYou know, cause everybody missed me "right, right, right"You think I'm lyin?, but brother, you're wrongLetras de cancionesAs I told you before, my word is bondLies man, man you're crazyLook at Donald D comin' through the door lateWe're makin' a record, brotherWhat you're doin' so late, manWhat's up, man? "Stop lying"My girl was pissed, so she tried to dissThe D, until I showed her my fistI argued with her in the pouring rainAfter the fightin' with her, I missed the trainIt was delayed for an hour, so I fell asleepWhen I woke up, I was on 14th. StreetBy the time I got there, it was way too lateCame back uptown and decided to waitRan into her cous', and hung with himMet Billy, Joe, Bob, Frank, Chuck and SlimWent back to the crib to watch a VCRAnd then I had to pick up my father's carLooked around for my brother, to see where he wentAnd then I had to pay my mother's rentI know y'all think I'm lyin', but listen, you're wrongLike I told you before, my word is bondLies man, you be late to the showHow you gon' make some money, man?I got so much money that the bank couldn't hold itCar so dope that I didn't wanna roll itSo many houses, sometimes I forgetI brought a yacht and a brand new lear jetI flew to Paris just for good mealThen to Rome, to sign a record dealOff to London, to kick with the Queen "what Queen? "Back to LA, I bought a football teemI just can't stop spendin' that greenMy girl loves the water so I brought baby a submarineBut see, I left my house without my credit CardsI think I left my wallet in my other carIf you could loan me ten, I'd pay you backYo man, you're lookin' at me crazy, what's up with that?You think I'm lyin' but man, you're wrongAs I told you before, my word is bondYo man, I'll pay you backYo, you be talking about them girls you got, manYou ain't got no women, manMonday morning, walkin' down the blockSaw this girl in a Jag, y'all, and she stopped "aww man"She said her father casted for the Cosby ShowAnd she said: "Bob, would you like to go? "You know, so I went with her, and we chilledGot her drunk off the Eight Ball, and we illedShe was stupid rich, so I bought myself an islandCharged it to her Master charge, I be wildin'So, after that I stepped and she was cryin'She gave me mansion, yo, why should I be lyin'?You got me frontin'?, well homeboys, you're wrongAs I told you before, my word is bondYo Ice, I did a concert in the White HouseAnd after that me and Donald Trump hung outAnd then I knocked Vanity boots in a limo'I rejected Michael Jackson's demoSmacked Freddy Krueger and he didn't replyHit Mike Tyson in his eyeSharks around me and didn't dieDrank a case of Cisco and I didn't get highYou might think I'm lyin, but listen, you're wrongLike I told you before, my word is bondYou think I'm lyin' but I'm tellin' the stone truthI have been player ever since my youthIn 1st grade I was knockin' kids out coldIn 2nd grade I was truckin' the large goldIn 3rd grade I was checkin' the youth bank4th grade puttin' Gas in Benz my tankBy the 12th I was gamblin' outrageousI drove through Desert and broke Los VagusYou probably think I'm lyin' but brothers, you're wrongAs I told you before, my word is bondWhat you talking about, man?You and that basketball stuff you talkin' aboutDonald talkin' 'bout Donald Trump, ' man, y'all is crazyShawnie Mac, what are they talkin' about, man?My Word is Bond, home boy From Letras Mania