Cheatin' - N.O.R.E., GoodBelt Gang

You caught your girl cheatin', caught your girl cheatin'

And now you wanna kill a bitch, now you wan' kill a bitch

You gon' kill a bitch, kill a bitch, now you wan' kill a bitch

Kill a bitch, kill a bitch, now you gon' kill a bitch

Caught her creepin', creepin', cre-cre-creepin'

You caught her creepin', creepin', cre-cre-creepin'

[Verse 1: N.O.R.E.,

GoodBelt Gang (Member Unknown)

Yung Reallie

I wanna comment cause it’s your problem

I’ve seen you when you vomit but it’s your problem

I could give advice but it’s your problem

And say it’s part of life but it’s your problem

But which one to take home, I got a ho problem

Pop pills at her photo shut: role model

Money Ming, gold teeth with a gold bottle

Bitches looking though my pics but they won’t follow

I told you not to hit a God

I understand you better God

She fucked a nigga on the shitter God

It’s probably good you ain’t wit her God

Shawty had real right, no hands on her

He heard I hit now he wanna put his hands on her

This Yung Reallie, left front, got a man homie

I’m with his bitch while he tryna get the grams from me