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Nobody's, me out of my business
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 nine 'til time to go to prison
As I'm bailin' down the block I come from, still gotta pack a gun
'Case some young motherfuckers wanna play

I guess I live life forever
But I'll be hustlin' 'til the early mornin' 'cause I'm
Like drinkin' 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 it's time to make some mo'

I keep my on the trigger of my glock
Ridin' down the block lickin' at the punk-ass
And spittin' game my mobile phone
The type of shit to get hoes to bone
My of a thug nigga

'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 servin', what you
Mob-mobbin' like a
'Tis the to be servin'

Well, I roll with a crew of zoo
They're to pull a nine when it's time do niggaz
Comin' through I'm two niggaz, a true nigga fuck a Zig Zag
Roll me a blunt and pass 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 for the big bucks
Give a fuck rather die be stuck

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

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

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

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

Niggaz don't like me 'cause I'm makin'
Roll in a Benz and I a blunt 'cause I'm all in
And any nigga to take what I got'll
the deal with the sixteen-shot glock

So here we go, I can't be
Happy in the motherfucker, made it
Got my in my pocket, finger on the trigger
And I takin' shit from no niggaz

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

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

'Tis the to be servin'
Mobbin' 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