ain't no bitch if I ain't sayin shit I'm sayin, I ain't no bitch fuck you and your click, I ain't no bitch [Verse 3 - B.G.] Look every since I was young
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you, whatever Push your Ki's for you Bone the same bitch and catch the same disease with' you If it don't go down like that then they ain't your friend
(feat. Lady May, P. Diddy) [G-Dep] Yeah [Diddy] G-Dep [G-Dep] Yo Boo, I ain't tryin' to be disrespectful or nothin' [Diddy] G-Dep [G-Dep] Check, I wanna
phone, my screens spin like crystal balls You ain't know, tell these niggas get me lean way And if the FED's is watching, we leaving trails on the freeway Ain't
I ain't having it, so don't bother I ain't having it, so don't bother I ain't having it, I ain't having it I ain't having it, so don't bother I ain't
that ain't legit Playin' them cus words dropping that shit Party from the club, to the streets Hangin' on cars to listen them freaks It ain't over, it
me don't really give a fuck Walked in the store what's everybody staring at They act like they never seen a mutha fucker wearing black Following a nigga and shit Ain't this a bitch
if you don't like this rhyme then bring your big bad ass to California, cause we ain't hard to find [Chorus] [Verse Two: C-Bo, B-Legit] I got my locs
a changed man (hahaha) I ain't the same, you fucking with a changed man we ain't the same, you fucking with a changed man we ain't the same, fucking
nigga Money over motherfuckin bitches M.O.B. on 'em nigga Keep your motherfuckin mind on your money, fuck these hoes (Thug life baby) You don't need no motherfuckin bitches
style, so I can't smile Writin to my peoples when they ask for pictures Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches, hahaha Better learn about the dress code, B
down on the way to the ground ain't nuttin but the hog in me Bust off his dildo, killin (?) and keep mobbin G It ain't no problem (?) funk off (?)
15: Ager Man] It's A-G-E once again pullin you niggas hoe cards strapped for them niggas that frontin like bitches tryin to act hard it ain't nothin
will bleed in my back pocket is a Radio Shack C.B. watchin' my back be lil Steve, signal me when they leave cuz niggas ain't goin' down no mo' for the
that Caddy Lac Blowin' out a pillow pack I call it "Coffee Brown" Bitches can't get off me now Rasta man toss me pounds I ain't from a softy town Niggas
