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We Don't Believe You by Jelly Roll (US, Nashville, TN) & Struggle Jennings feat. Alexander King
We Don't Believe You
Tuning:E A D G B E
Key:G
Capo:no capo
[Intro]
G G G Gm
Gm
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, We don't believe you
[Verse]
Gm
West side now I been there 'fore it was ever cool for you to say that
Gm
Go way back we the Real McCoy, talk slick and you laid back
Gm
Play back to the old days, you rappin' 'bout my old ways
Gm
I do me while you do the K, did it first now you're too late
Gm
I'm 250 you're featherweight, good night if you hesitate
C
Accelerate or you better wait, for it escalate and you levitate
G
You got stars you got stripes, I clean slate chalk boards
A# C Gm
You got weight, I recalibrate, then interrogate and you talk more
G
I can orchestrate your last call, fornicate with your last broad
A# C
I'll throw a fast ball I swing hard, dig deep hit a back wall
G
I was raised up in the backyard, bulldogs learned to get it tough
A# C
I call bluffs with a phone call, hit send I said enough
[Chorus]
G
I bet you smoke like Willie, I bet you live like Waylon, But you got stars and
stripes
C Gm
Oh you an outlaw ain't ya, Bet you the Real McCoy, Ain't nothin' 'bout you
gimmick
C
I bet you been out in it, I bet you go out and get it
G
We don't believe you
Gm
No not a word up out your mouth
C
Your story don't check out, That shit you talk you ain't about
G
We don't believe you, Sound like a big ol' bunch of lies
A# C
Put my right hand to the sky, Baby let me testify
G
We don't believe you
[Verse 2]
G
Let's fuck around get up on the stand tell a whole bunch of lies about your home
boy
G
Even though there was a plastic you better be a man prolly go and get your own
lawyer
G
Oh boy these boys got life fucked up (Fucked up), If I hear another God damn song
G
From a fake cowboy in a leased out truck, I'ma fuck around lose my shit brah
G
Look close, real close there ain't shit like us, Does he walk talk dress like us
A#
Don't mean that he built like us
N.C.
Just a whole bunch of Tonka tough
G
Never had to pull it out the mud from the bottom of the hill like us
G
Fight no case, no judge no cuffs
V
Just sounded good to make a couple of bucks
G
I thought I've seen it all 'til I seen y'all, Not the same not at all
C
Naw these boys softer than aerosol, Bunch of loud talk no fuckin' balls
G
Most of 'em don't even smoke at all, Just photo-opin' like some fuckin' broads
A# C
Swear to God they some outlaws, Til the shit really fuck around pop off
[Chorus]
G
I bet you smoke like Willie, I bet you live like Waylon
C
But you got stars and stripes, Oh you an outlaw ain't ya
Gm
Bet you the Real McCoy, Ain't nothin' 'bout you gimmick
G
I bet you been out in it
C
I bet you go out and get it
G
We don't believe you
Gm
No not a word up out your mouth
G
Your story don't check out
C
That shit you talk you ain't about
G
We don't believe you, Sound like a big ol' bunch of lies
G C
Put my right hand to the sky,Baby let me testify
G
We don't believe you
[Verse]
G
Howdy y'all, damn I blowed, In my city I'm the man to know
G
Every night
N.C.
What I'm landin' on, Is a bad bitch with no panties on
N.C.
Hey dude who you talkin' to, Hey girl let me talk to you (Come here)
N.C.
I'ma do what I got to do, They know us son so we walkin' through
N.C.
I'm a gangster down to my barn baby, Hope on it 'cause we goin' places (Come on)
N.C.
I can't lie we used to smoke that stress but the best is what we've been blowin'
lately
G
Hey girl you know I'm crazy, I think you like it you crazy too
C
I'ma a gangster dude doin' what gangster do's, So I played it cool and you made a
move
G
Talk that street shit always, Then flip your shit like Kanye
C
It's the same dudes that be talkin' loud that end up singin' like Beyonce
G
Hey man, fuck what y'all say, Let's bow our heads and we'll all pray
C
For these stupid mother fuckers that be actin' like us all day
[Chorus]
G
I bet you smoke like Willie, I bet you live like Waylon
C
But you got stars and stripes, Oh you an outlaw ain't ya
Gm
Bet you the Real McCoy, Ain't nothin' 'bout you gimmick
C
I bet you been out in it, I bet you go out and get it
G
We don't believe you, No not a word up out your mouth
G
Your story don't check out
C
That shit you talk you ain't about
G
We don't believe you, Sound like a big ol' bunch of lies
C
Put my right hand to the sky, Baby let me testify
G
We don't believe you
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