[Intro]
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
(Welcome to Get A Bag Records)
(Let's get a bag)
[Chorus: TLG Deuce]
They ain't on what we on, they ain't on what we on
They ain't thuggin' like we thuggin', they don't hustle on them blocks we on
They ain't on what we on, they ain't on what we on
They ain't struggled like we struggled, did that time, a nigga glad to be home
[Verse 1: AllStar JR]
Yeah, they ain't on what we on (I swear), I been into some shit (Been out here)
First, I got out of school, then I got into them trips (I got right on that road)
When I got out the joint, jumped into it quick (Fuckin' with this bitch)
Mouth sayin' I love her, and I ain't into the bitch (I don't even fuck with you like that)
Eleven pair of buffs and I ain't never had no frames snatched (Not once)
Caught up in the system, reoffended, need to change that (I keep catchin' cases)
'Bout to jump this big like we beefin', bring that 'caine back (Yeah)
New Rollie, I claim that, Joey told me to bang that (You know how we play it)
I make investments, it ain't always dope, I cop whatever (Nigga)
I made a couple bands reselling them blue elevens (Big bands)
I seen my cousin get life behind this dope shit (Nigga)
But I ain't doing nothing different, call the phone, bitch
[Chorus: TLG Deuce]
They ain't on what we on, they ain't on what we on
They ain't thuggin' like we thuggin', they don't hustle on them blocks we on (No, no, no, no, yeah)
They ain't on what we on, they ain't on what we on
They ain't struggled like we struggled, did that time, a nigga glad to be home (It feels so good, yeah)
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
(Welcome to Get A Bag Records)
(Let's get a bag)
[Chorus: TLG Deuce]
They ain't on what we on, they ain't on what we on
They ain't thuggin' like we thuggin', they don't hustle on them blocks we on
They ain't on what we on, they ain't on what we on
They ain't struggled like we struggled, did that time, a nigga glad to be home
[Verse 1: AllStar JR]
Yeah, they ain't on what we on (I swear), I been into some shit (Been out here)
First, I got out of school, then I got into them trips (I got right on that road)
When I got out the joint, jumped into it quick (Fuckin' with this bitch)
Mouth sayin' I love her, and I ain't into the bitch (I don't even fuck with you like that)
Eleven pair of buffs and I ain't never had no frames snatched (Not once)
Caught up in the system, reoffended, need to change that (I keep catchin' cases)
'Bout to jump this big like we beefin', bring that 'caine back (Yeah)
New Rollie, I claim that, Joey told me to bang that (You know how we play it)
I make investments, it ain't always dope, I cop whatever (Nigga)
I made a couple bands reselling them blue elevens (Big bands)
I seen my cousin get life behind this dope shit (Nigga)
But I ain't doing nothing different, call the phone, bitch
[Chorus: TLG Deuce]
They ain't on what we on, they ain't on what we on
They ain't thuggin' like we thuggin', they don't hustle on them blocks we on (No, no, no, no, yeah)
They ain't on what we on, they ain't on what we on
They ain't struggled like we struggled, did that time, a nigga glad to be home (It feels so good, yeah)
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