Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Got Time For Gamez

I ain't got for gamez
these niggaz, I'ma pop that thang
And if they want drama they can get man
A nigga me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I got time for gamez
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop thang
And if they drama they can get that man
A nigga me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

Bitches simple and
messin' with me and I'm a grown man
I keep a on me, don't think I'm playin'
This hard hittin' lemme hear ya'll sang

I coulda been a nigga out Cain
But nigga I was bangin' the thang
'Cause hardin' heat a nigga quit that playin'
It ain't no shame in my thang

I'm just an all nigga to do my thang
You get in my way and I'll ya'll faint
Run your ass over like I was a
You talkin' ass bitches say my name

And if you same my name then you got
Rap shit before doin' every thang
And blanked on your ass I was to blame
The next time ya see me hit ya boy with a
You hit ya boy a chain

I ain't got time for
these niggaz, I'ma pop that thang
And if want drama they can get that man
A nigga me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I ain't got for gamez
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop thang
And if they want drama they can get man
A like me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I dedicate this to you fake
Supposed to be's who do some fake
See you in the street and they hug you like on gay shit
Man we be so cool I see you, you share my fame
When I around its like Bush versus Saddam Hussein

hate you for the smallest events
I got niggaz mad at me I ain't signed 'em recording contracts
Nigga you can shut the or you can get shot the fuck up
Playa I don't know you when I owe you double up

Fed up with this, bitches fuck with this, they press they luck this
I'm tough with this, grip and 50 callin' up your shit
People love to hands, hug, squeeze with tight grips
But little do they you when I touch em I see life's trip

All the back stabbin' and jabbin' and double
Quit telling me that you love me when you see me keep on walkin'
I got enemies man as it is now
So I don't need a posin' friend that's me now, bitch

They sent the gang out 'cause there was trouble at the club
Knowin' gang signs throwing up 'cause they don't a fuck
Why even work a 9 to 5 you can sell dope and rob
80 percent of the fuckin' club no nigga got no job

That's why we here gettin' buck, gettin' crunk, gettin'
Representin' our neighborhood I say God bless the
If he can up his eyes and realize it ain't shit
That we run the fuckin' but the gun is still ours man

I ain't got for gamez
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop that
And if want drama they can get that man
A nigga me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I ain't got time for
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop that
And if they want drama can get that man
A like me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it