ya niggas ain't shit They talk a lot of shit And rag on they dicks But we don't fell shit (Mercedes) Most of you niggas be talking shit like you don
Übersetzung: Mercedes. Niggas Aint Shit.
me, we family Cash Money Is A Army Nigga A Navy Nigga So if you ever try to home Nigga It ain't gravy Nigga Don't playa hate me nigga cause I'll leave your shit
mine Never wine and dine Give me the grease and I'ma shove nine in ya behind I ain't likes a kind, and I ain't tryin Don't mind dyin And when I do I'
: [50 Cent] Yeah, this somethin special y'know, somethin epic Lloyd Banks, you know Cause a nigga thuggin don't mean he don't Don't wanna see you smile
ran across my crazy-ass mind The real Marquis ain't doin' no time I looked in his face, he looked like shit Siss-ass nigga ain't nothin' but a bitch!(
my shit, from now on this is my shit Nigga can't eat, nigga can't sleep, nigga can't do shit Unless I say he can nigga Nigga come 15 niggas, 10 knives
to give Thats common sense And I ain't been common since I slipped up and made these same promises Problem is: I can't keep them And we ain't even And
up blood til the world expires Nigga's lost and it turned out Ain't got no direction and don't know which way to go Nigga save your soul cause we all
x3] [Krayzie] Now, I'm ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don't fuck wit' nobody I'm quiet, I'm thuggin'. Why are y'all so fast? Ain't time ta take ta
Make that bucket a pot of gold It ain't no money like custom money It ain't no bitch like a hustle bunny Ain't no bitch gettin' none of my money That
get, get down He's lookin' around this club and it looks like people are havin' a shit fit now Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who's back in t-t
He?fs lookin?f around this club and it looks like people are havin?f a shit fit now Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who?fs back in t-t-town
you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately You ain't fucking with' Budden, you ain't got no choice with Royce You don't wanna see the Crooked
'mean yo.. what? Fuck you too nigga! 'Kind of pants you got on motherfucker, Capris?! Bitch ass nigga, go get ya feet done! Eat a dick nigga! [Verse
But them boys can't knock the hustle, like Hov' said We expose fed, nigga, just give me the code red They say a close mouth don't get fed, well that's
: [Method] Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked
I'm a beast! Shit, niggaz always wanna ye shit, then they wanna cease shit when they motherfuckin peeps hit But I don't cease nuttin, I decease som'un
