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(feat. Ken Dawg) [Chorus] Ain't no reason for the games these hoes play [Verse 1] Nigga, it's the year for playa haters will be exposed These niggas fallin' off going out for these hoes Trick tellin' you what the fuck she gonna do I keep on tryin' to tell you these hoes got game to So where's your mack hand? wanna be mack man Turn around, slap that bitch with a backhand Damn, now your girl got ya cuffed on your way gone Prepare to do about thirty days strong See that homeboy, I told ya gotta be a soldier Fuckin' with Cleveland, yeah, here to fold ya Nigga, I'm for real about this shit that I spit Off this Hen and drove my mind, always stay lit Now what's happenin? Cleveland in this bitch for real I'm tryin' to look out for my dogs Cause these hoes can kill Trick, how you do yours behind close doors Cause a nigga know about you on the down-low I'm the player type, I lay it right off the jump Puttin' some shit in your trunk that's gon' bump Letras de cancionesBut broad I really can't blame you Playas will learn, these hoes got game too, righ [Chorus] Ain't no reason for the games these hoes play [Verse 2] Now, I done seen these hoes come in all shapes and sizes Fake to wise, ho don't mistake the height Yeah, you got a downfall in someway or another Tryin' to take out the next young brother Lover of this man, greed, indeed Sayin' you love to fuck, and smoke all his weed Hey, that's the way life goes for these hoes Playa, the next thing to stay up on your toes Cause-a, like I told ya these hoes got game Runnin' down a line of niggas like an Amtrak train Can't explain why, I'm too busy high Herb got my mind, seein' that I'm passin' em by Mission impossible, cause these hoes simply incapable Goin' for the cash, and dash first chance available Bitch, really understand me Ken D-A-W-G from the L-A-N-D And I got game to come back on you twice as nice Verbally hittin' your dome like it was a fight Can't let me get all caught up in some shit I let you know off the riff that I ain't havin' it, you hoes got game [Chorus] Ain't no reason for the games these hoes play [Verse 3] I wonder, was this a setup? Cause I know these nigga playa hatin' You said there was money involved, waiting, huh So now I come and see what it is I handle my biz cause I gotta kid. And a, soon as leave out the door, I hear some shit I didn't pay it no mind 'til I heard a click What the fuck? These niggas tryin' to rob Undercover setup bitch behind a job Uh, had a nigga thinkin' it was about paper [damn] Bitch, but this bitch was really on her caper Now, I gotta wet up this bitch Hope in the meantime, this ho get hit Damn, ain't no reason for the games that you play Don't wanna die today, but that's the price to pay Uh, next time I pass up on that cash Next time, I pass up on that ass Bitch, tried to get me straight got Ain't no reason for the shots, you done peep the plot When the law come, I can't explain Cause I'm gonna let you know that you hoes got game, right [Chorus] Ain't no reason for these games these hoes play It ain't no reason, this ain't the season From Letras Mania