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Can't front about a mayhem nigga On my own, but son, oh, you nifty! Word on the street but I ain't sayin' nothing These niggas flexin', I ain't doin' nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing, I ain't doing nothing I tell these lame motherfuckers I don't need 'em If that nigga hate on yo' bitch, Then you don't need 'em I'm a nigga that had it all And still giving See, we lost a few on the way We still winning Prime time, green light Real money, big faces Fat bitches, red bottle, Old cases, fuck the Feds. We still trapping on a daily basis All these niggas hate hard, Wanna trade places Some of my brothers even tell me ova Really, fo, you neva know who yo' real homies A friend of me, in my face, I'mma die low Coming for everythang, the street on Letras de canciones Can't front about a mayhem nigga On my own, but son, oh, you nifty! Word on the street but I ain't sayin' nothing These niggas flexin', I ain't doin' nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing, I ain't doing nothing Except the money, I ain't change nothin' My squad silent, they ain't sayn nothin' Them killers hard coats, but they ain't seeing nothin' Dirty shots could set it off at the intersection Alley Shakur, too much money, got me sleeping happy Prijects, nigga, shoot and I ain't fist fightin' Remember dudes that kill stats and had us all cryn Nggas ain't really ride with ya, they just burn time A time to get new Rovers, new 4 wheels, Haters dropping soul wavers, acting when we being chill Everythang I gotta hustle fo' and grind fo' You can be a star that you reach for Can't front about a mayhem nigga On my own, but son, oh, you nifty! Word on the street but I ain't sayin' nothing These niggas flexin', I ain't doin' nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing, I ain't doing nothing From Letras Mania