He ain't gotta know, if you ain't tripping I ain't tripping So let's do this baby, part of my pimping He ain't gotta know, if you won't tell then I won
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blue lens Got money to spend, also got money to lend From boys to men, you were my next of kin The best of friends, when you didn't have no ends [Hook
' note nigga We puttin it down the way it's supose to go down nigga Don't ask why we don't come around nigga We ain't friendly nigga we ain't ya motherfuckin
and the use of words I'm the shit you a terd, got action in verbs But you won't get served, unless you know the password They scared of the way, that
watch ain't shit, you should see my teeth I love to shine, like pine-o-pine You got clothes in your closet, but they not like mine I'm Lil' Flip, and
We ain't 'posed to act like that o-old cat We in sin acting like we can't h-hold back We ain't gotta act sick, we don't have to switch Lil' homie go and
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
but fuck it, it's all good Yo Gotti, 40 Glocc, you know that it's all good J got the big head, and he ain't even famous We asked Ray J, could he smell
head cry if you wanna What you got?s not hot they rock mine every corner Homie can?t see me if he try he a goner Plus he must be smoking that Thai marijuana
Lil' Keke) [talking:] Yeah, 50/50 huh Mob Boss of the Nawf I had to go to the South know I'm saying, reach out Pick up O.G. Keke, he holla'd back know
hot, Cos he ain't got none of that shit he says he got, And he ain't did none of that shit he said he did, And I ain't got time to be talkin 'bout this
(feat. Snoop Dogg) [50 talkin:] It's 50 dent & S-N-double O-P You don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me [Chorus (50 cent):] Everytime I come
the path 'Cause if they ain't got they shots Then the kitty might not get got They say it ain't got a bad bone In any ol 'eyes, it's gold So girl, don
short, shorty got that fire If I tricked off, I'd trick it on her She said she got a man, but he ain't shit He give her everythang but love and good
ain't got enough money in your budget, dude fuck it Step up and get your whole band slaughtered You ain't got the raw plus you twenty gram shorter M.O
any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me It's picture perfect, blaze your mind like it's chronic Cause M.O.P. and Afu-Ra,
yo boy loop I don't ride rag top, I got convertible coupe This ain't so time, but my crowd gon clap Mike Jones on da track, and I think you know that
