Letra de True Lies - Snoop Dogg

(Feat. Kokane)

{*sound of cameras flashing*}

Yo, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Stop the cameras, stop the press, stop the press

Now, Bill – this yo' nigga, Snoop Dogg

Now answer me this – did you fuck that bitch or what?!

That's actually, not the first time that question's been asked...

But, since, I believe, and I think any person – reasonable person

Would believe, that that is not covered, in the definition of sexual

Relations I was given – ahh...

I'm not going to answer it, except to refer to my statement

I had intimate... contact with her that was inappropriate

I do not believe any of the contacts I had with her violated the definition I was given

Therefore, I believe I... did not, do anything but testify truthfully on these matters

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie sometimes?

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie-ie...?

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie sometimes?

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie-ie...?

Lies, lies, stories, and alibis

Big Mac in the land of the small fries

Everyone lies and tries to get by

Some of us drink, while most just get high

You tryin' to cover up the holes in your sneakers

You need to put your motherfuckin' face to the speakers (Ba-bom, ba-bom)

And quit tryin' to run from it (Holla, holla at me)

And c'mere, you big dummy (Dumb ass nigga)

Don't you know you can't run from the Dizz-ogg?

I'm down with Gizz-od, the long arm of the lizz-aw

Y'all–niggas know what's happening, you turn your back again

And I'm bound to get it cracklin', I'm back again

And everybody happy for me – ain't that the truth?

That's a motherfuckin' lie (Fuck that fool)

Black folks stick together 'til we die? Hmm...

That'll be the day

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie sometimes?

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie-ie...?

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie sometimes?

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie-ie...?

Liar, liar, pants on fire

Smoke so much dope they call me Snoopy Pryor (Well, goddamn!)

Which way is up? I'm tryin' to get higher

I won't stop puffin' 'til I retire

My bitches, my nigga – they off the wire

They love-ly, they love me, call me "Sire"

Movie star bitches, the ones you desire

Angela Bassett, Tyra, Mariah – the flyest, the flyer

See, most bitches like fuckin' with a rider

Slide her, to the side-r, invite her

To a gangsta party–provide her {*laughing*}

With a lot of meat by-products (Mm)

And beat the puddin' pop and got up

She licked the dick, from the top to the bottom

{*Woo woo woo woo*} (That's a bad bitch!)

Then she grabbed me by my nuts, and said "Hmm, I got 'em!"

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie sometimes?

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie-ie...?

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie sometimes?

What's the use of the truth if you can't tell a lie-ie...?

Lies, lies, stories, and alibis

Big Mac in the land of the small fries

Everyone lies and tries to get by

Some of us drink, while most just get high

{*Kokane scats and ad libs to the music*}

Ah, what's the use of the truth...

If you can't tell a lie sometimes?

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