Lyrics:
'Cause life ain't no jokin' business
This life ain't no jokin' business
'Cause I'm I'm a serious man
No don't be gossip with them heathens
Me
why I'm hot (hot) (woo)
This is why, this is why
This is why I'm hot (hot)
I'm hot 'cause I'm fly (fly)
You ain't 'cause you not (not)
This is why,
gon' murder something
Niggas been talking bout murkin' the Gangster, you hoes ain't murkin' nothing
To the street shit a nigga never been no stranger,
Get your mind on top ?cause the hustle don't stop
If the girl don't chew then my name ain't Joc
The money don't flip then the block ain't hot
If she
I I I I I ain't got no shorty
That's why I'm
Checkin' Tracy, eyeing Stacey
Stuck in the club still lookin' for love
'Cause I I I I I ain't got
was born on a cold December
I was brought up in a shack
I've been mean, mean Johnson,
It's been down a while
Now there ain't no turning back
No, no
Cock that Yo
Squeeze them triggas back,
Huh, Pop that yo,
If I gotta, I'm a Pop a nigga
Lay a nigga down,
I ain't playin, I'll spray a nigga,
Lay
I came a long way, it ain't my fault you went the wrong way
And listen up I'm grown nigga, I don't play
I got show money (yeah), plus liquor money
You fools lack character
The first dude to pick up the mic and embarrass ya
Bare facts
I'm tearing up tracks
Ya game ain't there homie
Just lay
Ain't too proud to beg and you know it,
Please don't leave me girl,
Don't you go,
Ain't too proud to plead, baby, baby,
Please don't leave me, girl,
Dressed to impress
The best of the best hustlas
Ain't no telling how many she corrupts
Run up, try your luck
She might steal ya heart from ya
She's
your wife roam, she want a divorce now
You niggaz ain't this gully, play it I paint your skully
You never take this from me the riders and all
She said "Richard leave it to the gods"
Way back baby they lost the plot
I ain't stupid
Relying on cupid now
From my quiver
An arrow for my bow
can't keep it real
Always tryin' to plot and scheme
Want to live this life is just a dream
Ain't no I in teams
All the real niggas know what it mean
(Chorus X2-Butch Cassidy)
A bitch ain't nothin to me
Now let me tell you 'cause I'm quick to put them ho's on the street
Make 'em bow down on they
five brothers waitin' on me at Thrifty's
I'm in the other bucket on the late night pursuit
With two kis and and forty ounce of brew
I ain't trippin'
right
(Willie!)
The women of today ain't with it
If you ain't gonna be loyal, forget it
I know the deal, so I admit it
Because I knew a brother
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain't no mo'
Run outta doe, slap the hoe,
get the do' and go back to that liquor sto'
[Chorus - repeat 4X]
Game must be focused upon
Game
If you ain't got game you ain't got nathin'
(What you say)
If you ain't got game you ain't got nathin'
Game (Then
get fucked up
We ain't doing much
Tryna have a good time
Got four bad bitches
Man the pleasures all mine
Girls kissin' girls
Best believe they all fine
Hungover, I ain't even had a drop to drink
Now I'm just kicking myself and wishin like hell
I could take back everything
Hungover, there ain't
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
That's your ho, she suckin' dick for a bag of chips
She ain't even want a tip, shawty, get a grip
All
Hate if you play with the guys
How you got beef but ain't nobody died yet?
Don't play with my life
Somebody give me a reason, I'll try it
Somebody
This ain't the heart
That I thought I knew
This ain't the party
That I found with you
You got your liming, baby
I got mine
We ain't the lovers
That
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