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

I played the cards I was given, God I'm still livin'
Pack my nine 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 wanna play dumb

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

I ain't in love with her, I just be the one to hit her
off and let the next nigga get her
That's the way it goes, it's to shake a hoe, make the dough
Break a hoe when time to make some mo'

I my finger on the trigger of my glock
Ridin' down the block lickin' shots at the
And game through my mobile phone
The of shit to get them hoes to bone
My definition of a thug

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

Well, I roll a crew of zoo niggaz
quick to pull a nine when it's time do niggaz
Comin' like I'm two niggaz, a true nigga fuck a Zig Zag
Roll me a blunt and that brew nigga

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

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

Figure the first motherfucker to find hisself
Gettin' off his feet by the pump
I put on my moms, word to the motherfuckin' trigger
I go broke I'll be a drug dealer, a thug nigga

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

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

don't like 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
the deal with the sixteen-shot glock

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

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

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

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

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