WHY HE TOLD - King Von - LETRAS.COM

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Man, I don't know why he told (I don't know why)That boy was realer than a bitch, I don't know how he fold (Don't know how)He could've hit them with the script, but he ain't sugar coated (He ain't nah)He told them what he told 'em (Told 'em)That was my brother, he broke (He broke)Gotta act like I don't know (Damn)Don't call my phone, no more (Don't call my phone)That nigga lied to me in my faceDon't know what he on, no more (Don't know what he on)I even asked him: Was it true?He told me: Nah, lil' bro (He told me: Nah)Bitch, what you lyin' for?You had me cryin', bro, could've did that time, bro

Now we ain't talkin', nah and he ain't even call my phoneNo more 'cause ain't nothin' to talk aboutNigga, you dead wrong, you left me on my own, 'cause you ain't real no moreThis shit fucked up, niggas tellin' on they guysI don't even wan'na drill no more, I don't even wan'na drill no more

Bitch, I would've bonded you out, you could've stayed at my houseWe would've figured it out, you took the easiest routeI wonder when he gettin' out, who he gon' hang with now?Man, this nigga dangerous nowHe might end up taking me outHe might end up taking me down, damnWon't feel safe if he aroundBro'n'em ain't gon' like how this sound'Cause, bitch, you came up from the groundYou get hit with the TEC if you foulJust be quiet 'cause these niggas loud

Man, I don't know why he told (I don't know why)That boy was realer than a bitch, I don't know how he fold (Don't know how)He could've hit them with the script, but he ain't sugar coated (He ain't nah)He told them what he told 'em (Told 'em)That was my brother, he broke (He broke)Gotta act like I don't know (Damn)Don't call my phone, no more (Don't call my phone)That nigga lied to me in my faceDon't know what he on, no more (Don't know what he on)I even asked him: Was it true?He told me: Nah, lil' bro (He told me: Nah)Bitch, what you lyin' for?You had me cryin', bro, could've did that time, bro

Oh, you a witness now?The realest nigga that I knewYou done turnt Mickey MouseI heard they get you in that room, you put business outI bet they give your ass some food, say you was gettin' outNow sit your dumb ass down

Bitch, I would've bonded you out, you could've stayed at my houseWe would've figured it out, you took the easiest routeI wonder when he gettin' out, who he gon' hang with now?Man, this nigga dangerous nowHe might end up taking me outHe might end up taking me down, damnWon't feel safe if he aroundBro'n'em ain't gon' like how this sound'Cause bitch, you came up from the groundYou get hit with the TEC if you foulJust be quiet 'cause these niggas loud

Man, I don't know why he told (I don't know why)That boy was realer than a bitch, I don't know how he fold (Don't know how)He could've hit them with the script, but he ain't sugar coated (He ain't nah)He told them what he told them (Told em)That was my brother, he broke (Broke)Gotta act like I don't know (Damn)Don't call my phone, no more (Don't call my phone)That nigga lied to me in my faceDon't know what he on, no more (Don't know what he on)I even asked him: Was it true?He said: Nah, lil' bro (He told me: Nah)Bitch, what you lyin' for?You had me cryin', bro, could've did that time, bro