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Tytuł: Ain't no reason

  • Wykonawca: Mo Thugs
  • Wy¶wietleń: 348

  
   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
  But 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