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

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

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

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

I keep my finger on the trigger of my
Ridin' the block lickin' shots at the punk-ass
And spittin' game my mobile phone
The of shit to get them hoes to bone
My definition of a nigga

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

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

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

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

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

'Tis the season to be servin', what you
Mob-mobbin' a motherfucker
the season to be servin', what you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' a motherfucker
'Tis the to be servin', what you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' like a
'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 my hand on my gat and stay cool, my attitude is shitty

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

So here we go, I can't be
in the motherfucker, finally 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 some money
Put some motherfuckin' food in my tummy
I'm feelin' good like I'm supposed to, to ball
Find a spot and we can 'em all
My definition of a thug

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

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

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