see us with no paper ha (that ain't right) Don't wanna see us niggas make it ha (that ain't right) I ain't gon call you a hater dog (cuz that ain't nice
s gon' be that shit We bout that trigger play, partner you could leave that shit I'm a uptown nigga, I'ma be that there Bitch made type nigga, can't be that
m a gangsta, the streets backin' me I ain't goin' back to Baby, stop askin' me It's C-H-O double P-E-R...C-I-T-Y Nigga, till the day I die I'm from the
duckin' police [Mannie] If we could go back in time, you could have what's mine That's for shig my nig - we ain't gotta slang that iron [Lil' Wayne] Play
could move the shotty God it ain't my fault, if I shoot somebody I ain't in it to lose, I'm in it to win Sex, money, murder, take the safety off my sins
to your album and I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beady to You know? Yeah like that Some of that mellow shit Some of that shit that
that ain't down with me That's on, feel me? Hahaha Oh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I mean Just feel that, Thug Life, shit don't stop Motherfuckers
niggaz that spray and strip and say that shit You won't let us pump on your block, fuck it, we makin it hot I'm that nigga that call the shots, with the
hot, Cos he ain't got none of that shit he says he got, And he ain't did none of that shit he said he did, And I ain't got time to be talkin 'bout this
say "them nigga's my nigga's ain't kickin it no more." They say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't even speakin no more"... You sure? Nigga don't they
I'll tell you one thing Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb shit baby You right about that shit right there You know, Is that right? Heh heh Nigga
nerve Your thirty-eights, your forty-fives Ain't doin' shit to me Punk, 'cause once you're disabled Believe you're gonna get stomped 'Cause you ain't
puzzle It ain't no love involved - everything we was dissolved We all hard as one, but together we raw And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
t finish the wars when they ain't over I love you thugs, but all them skeletons got so close And they got so ? if it ain't ? This family that don't give
rhythm and any pattern That I wanna do the harder that it go, you could see blood spilling out from a body Right in front of you, and I'm a get the dough
was birthed in hip-hop, watch out my services (that's right) Yet, you tried to murder this nigga that's comin from the same turf as you's (NIGGA) what
t for your whip, I'd have nothin to strip [Em] If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin to slit If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothin to chew