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

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

I keep my finger on the trigger of my
Ridin' down the lickin' shots at the punk-ass
And game through my mobile phone
The type of to get them hoes to bone
My definition of a thug

'Tis the season to be servin', what you
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'

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

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

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

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

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

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

don't like me 'cause I'm makin' ends
Roll in a and I blaze a blunt 'cause I'm all in
And any tryin' to take what I got'll
Half the with the sixteen-shot glock

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

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

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

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

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