Don't Trust 'Em by Crunchy Black (Ft. T-Rock)
Don't Trust 'Em by Crunchy Black (Ft. T-Rock)

Don’t Trust ’Em

Crunchy Black & T-Rock * Track #19 On The Blackness

Don’t Trust ’Em Lyrics

[Repeat: x10]
What what

[Chorus: Crunchy Black]
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers

[Verse 1: Crunchy Black]
You trust no, you trust no fucking bitch
'Cause if you trust a fucking bitch you be in a ditch
Oh no you let a hoe set you up and now its time to let these hoes know the score
You kickin' in some doors, you lay them on some floors
You put the gun to they motherfucking fore' bro
Easy fucking come, easy fucking go
I kill a hoe like I kill a fucking nigga bro
I thought you fucking knew, you fucking with the six
You fuck with us we put your body in a fucking ditch
Bitch, you done fucked around with a clique
Clique of motherfuckers that's sick, bitch
We don't trust no hoe, we don't trust no man
We got our own fucking thing, don't you understand
Now how the fuck a hoe's think they taking something
You take nut, you only take the fucking drama

[Chorus: Crunchy Black]
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers

[Verse 2: T-Rock]
How could you betray your folk
Haters like you should be smoked
Killed, wrapped in plastic body bags 'cause your comatose
Trick we coming after ya
Death is looking drastical
Strapped up spectacular
Then, suck blood like Dracula
Best make sure you Heaven-sent
Never hide the evidence
Used to be my nigga, now I'm rampaging your residence
Pay my dues, [?]
Still they wasn't, [?] these fools
[?] my niggas I knew back in middle school
What happened to blazing bags
Hanging out and skipping class
Now you in the dead [?] position, bitch, you want to blast
Hating us superior
Scummy as bacteria
Murdering your ass, now I'm meeting the criteria
Ain't no use in being shamed
Blood on your mirror frame
And that was provided from my Desert Eagle to the brain
I'm deranged, born crazed
Shimmy to the turning lane
Couldn't trust this nigga, so I took his ass out the game

[Chorus: Crunchy Black]
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers

[Verse 3: Crunchy Black]
Ash to ash, dust to dust
How many motherfuckers that I can't trust
I can't trust such, I can't trust such
And I sure can't trust that nigga that be riding in that black truck
And I can't trust my gal, see, my gal, she snitch
And I can't trust that bitch, 'cause a bitch is a bitch
And I can't trust that nigga that I use to hang with
'Cause that nigga I use to hang with'll fold like a bitch
And I can't trust chuck, 'cause chuck hear what
Have me walking 'round here singing shookey like dookey
And I can't trust my [Reversed], 'cause my [Reversed] [?]
Bust out my window and rolled [Reversed]
All over my car, nigga you know who I am
Rat-tat-tat is my label, pushing bodies in bag
Bodies in bag and have your ass walking, lookin' sad
Shouldn't have fucked with me my nigga, put them bodies in bag, nigga

[Chorus: Crunchy Black]
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers
My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers
They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers

Don’t Trust ’Em Q&A

Who wrote Don’t Trust ’Em's ?

Don’t Trust ’Em was written by T-Rock & Crunchy Black.

Who produced Don’t Trust ’Em's ?

Don’t Trust ’Em was produced by DJ Paul & Juicy J.

When did Crunchy Black release Don’t Trust ’Em?

Crunchy Black released Don’t Trust ’Em on Tue Jan 25 2000.

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