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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, thank God I'm livin'
Pack my nine 'til it's time to go to
As I'm bailin' down the block where I from, still gotta pack a gun
some young motherfuckers wanna play dumb

I I live life forever jugglin'
But I'll be hustlin' 'til the early mornin' I'm strugglin'
Like liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my bitch, time 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, make the
Break a hoe when time to make some mo'

I keep my on the trigger of my glock
Ridin' down the block lickin' shots at the
And spittin' through my mobile phone
The type of to get them hoes to bone
My definition of a nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

Short than a motherfucker 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 hand on my gat and cool, my attitude is shitty

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

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

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

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

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