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

I played the cards I was given, God I'm still 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
'Case some motherfuckers wanna play dumb

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

I ain't in 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 to shake a hoe, make the dough
Break a hoe when time to make some mo'

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

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

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

I'm drunk 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
a fuck rather die than be stuck

In a one-room and kickin' back
Daydreamin' with the in my lap
So that from the mind of a thug nigga?
Bought a fo'-five 'cause I heard that the bigger

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

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

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

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

So here we go, I be faded
Happy in the motherfucker, made it
Got my money in my pocket, finger on the
And I takin' shit from no niggaz

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

'Tis the to be servin'
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)

'Tis the to be servin'
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, closin' me out of my
Nobody's, me out of my business