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Nobody's, closin' me out of my
Nobody's, closin' me out of my
My of a thug nigga
(Nobody's, me out of my business)

I played the cards I was given, God I'm still livin'
Pack my 'til it's time to go to prison
As I'm bailin' the block where I come from, still gotta pack a gun
'Case some young motherfuckers wanna dumb

I I live life forever jugglin'
But I'll be hustlin' 'til the early mornin' 'cause I'm
drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' from my bitch, it's time to dick her

I in love with her, I just wanna be the one to hit her
Drop off and let the nigga get her
the way it goes, it's time to shake a hoe, make the dough
Break a hoe when it's time to make mo'

I keep my on the trigger of my glock
Ridin' down the block lickin' shots at the
And spittin' through my mobile phone
The type of shit to get hoes to bone
My definition of a nigga

'Tis the to be servin', what you doin'?
like a motherfucker
'Tis the to be servin', what you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' a motherfucker
the season to be servin', what you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' like a
'Tis the season to be

Well, I roll with a of zoo niggaz
They're quick to pull a nine when time do niggaz
Comin' like I'm two niggaz, a true nigga fuck a Zig Zag
me a blunt and pass that brew nigga

I'm drivin' on the freeway, so take it easy
Lookin' for a new face to me
Everybody's lookin' for a nut but I'm searchin' for the big
Give a fuck die than be stuck

In a one-room shack and kickin'
Daydreamin' the nine in my lap
So how's from the mind of a thug nigga?
Bought a fo'-five 'cause I that the slug's bigger

Figure the first to jump'll find hisself
Gettin' swept off his feet by the
I put that on my moms, to the motherfuckin' trigger
Before I go broke I'll be a dealer, a thug nigga

the season to be servin', what you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' like a
'Tis the to be servin', what you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' a motherfucker
'Tis the season to be servin', you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' a motherfucker
'Tis the to be servin'

Short a motherfucker snatched up by one-time
a phone call and be back to ball by lunchtime
So we go, we in the inner city
I keep my on my gat and stay cool, my attitude is shitty

Niggaz don't me 'cause I'm makin' ends
Roll in a Benz and I blaze a blunt I'm all in
And any nigga tryin' to what I got'll
Half the deal with the glock

So here we go, I be faded
Happy in the motherfucker, finally it
Got my money in my pocket, finger on the
And I takin' shit from no niggaz

I'm just tryin' to some money right
Put some motherfuckin' food in my tummy
I'm feelin' like I'm supposed to, ready to ball
a spot and we can serve 'em all
My definition of a thug

'Tis the to be servin'
Mobbin' like a motherfucker every day
(My of a thug nigga)
the season to be servin'
Mobbin' a motherfucker every single day
(My definition of a nigga)

'Tis the season to be
like a motherfucker every single day
(My definition of a nigga)
'Tis the season to be

Nobody's, closin' me out of my
Nobody's, closin' me out of my
Nobody's, closin' me out of my
Nobody's, closin' me out of my