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Geto Boys - No Nuts No Glory lyrics
Big Mike how you livin Big Mike I've been sellin out the same dope house since the age of 16 Shufflin crack like cards to these burnt out dope fiends Sellin rock after motherfuckin rock Seeing cop after motherfuckin cop on the block Changing face after motherfuckin face Watchin niggas catch dope case after dope case Add it up and you'll find more niggas doing time in the pen Cause he wouldn't snitch on his fuckin friend And that same motherfucker that didn't go to jail Couldn't come to pay his homey for his bail But that's the way niggas do you Caught a case for another nigga and he sware he never knew ya 12 months in the county you done got out and found out That your homey runs his own dope house And he done gave you shit Not even a funky ass ounce so get on and beat that sheisty bitch And he still calls you family But I be damned if i be kin, to a nigga who ain't payin me Cause I ain't with that hoe shit So if you thinkin bout fuckin me, nigga you better try some more shit Cause I done paid my dues and like a fool in the process Watchin other niggas progress On the motherfuckin shit I did But in the 90s', its payback and we ain't takin no shorts kid Cause life is a bitch And I ain't that nigga to be broke, while makin another motherfucker rich Wise up nigga, get with the program Cause in this dirty game, you gots to wash your own hands And I got a tech 9 Ready to take mine and what's for me hoe Yeah, no nuts no glory Big Mike: Now I done heard a nigga callin me the biggest bitch in Texas Cause I'm bumming a ride, when I should be drivin Lexus But you know, i gives a fuck about what nigga say I handle mine, by handlin shit my own way I let niggas thinks its cool To fuck a nigga like me, but they don't know who they psychin fools See I stay lo-key Lettin a nigga think he know me, but he really don't know me G Claiming that we friends My little girl is ridin the bus, his little girl is drivin a fuckin Benz Whose your friends? Ask yourself that shit The only friend I got, is my fuckin pistol grip Filthy rich I know you love it I done made your ass fat And you still talkin bout 25 off a hundred Be real that shit went out in 86 I'm down with the Geto Boys but my mind ain't playin tricks bitch You still refuse to give me mine cool Nigga be that way and I'm gone handle my business fool Just like my nigga Snoop Dogg told me You gotta be down for your shit, why you can homey Cause you's about to get your ass lit up Because the fuckin ain't proper and I ain't the nigga that's catchin the nut Payback is a motherfucker Payback is a bitch But payback is a must when I ain't the nigga that's gettin rich Cause life ain't but one big change And unlike these other motherfuckers I ain't afraid to touch yo bitch ass Cause if you believe in fuckin niggas, you's a hoe And the Peter man can't tolerate hoes so you gots to go Mr. big man, Mr. big nut Got everybody thinkin you the shit But really I'm the motherfuckin one Now I'm about to grab my shit off the self And go on a mission, one nigga gettin bad by his damnself So keep on thinkin you fuckin me But while you thinkin, I'll be pullin yo fuckin number g Cause I'm a nigga with no heart and no worry Gettin down for mine's bitch No nuts no glory |
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