[Intro]
Shit nigga, fuck shit
Man, I've been hustlin' all my motherfuckin' life
Nigga shit, (Fuckin' right) niggas trippin' and player-hatin' on what I got (Jive ass niggas)
Man fuck that shit nigga
When I wanted to have it, fuck I know where to took, when I dang got the shit (The shit)
I ain't lay around bitchin' and boo-hooin' and cryin' about...
That nigga there a ho 'cause he got this like this
Man fuck that, nigga you gotta go get yours and make your shit better (C'mon) than the fuckin' last time, nigga fuck
[Verse 1]
All I want for Christmas is 12 gold teeth
A fresh candy blue Jeep, and a four-four heat
I'm pot-headed on some cold streaks
And not a motherfucker wanna hold me, when I'm lonely
So I keep my mind on knockin' shit off the hinges
'Cause the hoes don't speakin' since I lost my ends
And bein' mad at the world ain't the thing to be
But see the world make me feel it's the thing for me
So as a matter of fact, fuck being somethin' else
'Cause I hustle and I struggle by my goddamn self
So what's the way for a young black nigga today?
Rob folks and sell dope that's what I figured you'd say
A nigga wanna put his thang down day-by-day
'Cause my daddy gave me game, nigga play-by-play
He said you gotta make money-money
And if they act funny-funny
Then take money-money-money-money!
Shit nigga, fuck shit
Man, I've been hustlin' all my motherfuckin' life
Nigga shit, (Fuckin' right) niggas trippin' and player-hatin' on what I got (Jive ass niggas)
Man fuck that shit nigga
When I wanted to have it, fuck I know where to took, when I dang got the shit (The shit)
I ain't lay around bitchin' and boo-hooin' and cryin' about...
That nigga there a ho 'cause he got this like this
Man fuck that, nigga you gotta go get yours and make your shit better (C'mon) than the fuckin' last time, nigga fuck
[Verse 1]
All I want for Christmas is 12 gold teeth
A fresh candy blue Jeep, and a four-four heat
I'm pot-headed on some cold streaks
And not a motherfucker wanna hold me, when I'm lonely
So I keep my mind on knockin' shit off the hinges
'Cause the hoes don't speakin' since I lost my ends
And bein' mad at the world ain't the thing to be
But see the world make me feel it's the thing for me
So as a matter of fact, fuck being somethin' else
'Cause I hustle and I struggle by my goddamn self
So what's the way for a young black nigga today?
Rob folks and sell dope that's what I figured you'd say
A nigga wanna put his thang down day-by-day
'Cause my daddy gave me game, nigga play-by-play
He said you gotta make money-money
And if they act funny-funny
Then take money-money-money-money!
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