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

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

I guess I live life jugglin'
But I'll be hustlin' 'til the early mornin' I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my bitch, it's time to her

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

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

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

Well, I roll with a crew of zoo
They're quick to a nine when it's time do niggaz
Comin' through like I'm two niggaz, a true nigga a Zig Zag
Roll me a and pass that brew nigga

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

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

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

'Tis the season to be servin', you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' a motherfucker
the season to be servin', what you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' like a
the season to be servin', what you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' 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 my hand 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 blaze a blunt I'm all in
And any nigga to take what I got'll
Half the deal with the glock

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

I'm just tryin' to make money right
Put some motherfuckin' in my tummy right
I'm feelin' good I'm supposed to, ready to ball
Find a and we can serve 'em all
My of a thug nigga

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

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

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