Ain’t No n*gga lyrics

[Chorus 8x: Crunchy Blac]
Ain't no n*gga gonna play wit me

[Verse 1: La Chat]
I got anna with you souls
Strapped up with the 44
Use to kick it with this b*tch but now I'm buckin at this ho
Never was a friend of me
Labeled as a enemy
I can't go I know you know its on when we hit them streets
La chat ain't no f*ckin ho thats somethin that I'm funna show
All you broads and b*tches cuz goddamn I just can't take no more
Show up at ya ????? smack ya mammy with the tone
Teach you when you play with me you gone b*tch its gone be on
I got plans for me and you so what the f*ck you gonna do
????? your nuts then your f*cked I bet I make the news
Tired of all you sissy b*tches finna go up on a mission
Kill up all these hatin motherf*ckers and these n*ggas dissin
Never would you ever see
La chat ballin off some weed
Got me f*cked up I can't go I'm buckin n*ggas constantly
Know when b*tches test my pimpin thats when b*tches end up missin
Know they told you about my killin so your weak ass should of listened

[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 2: Crunchy Blac]
Me and my dog we ridin low
And my dog picked anotha dog and guess what joe
They was doin a drug deal in the mist of my face
And you know me n*gga I had to get a taste
I ain't with catchin cases
I'm with makin paper
And all you other n*ggas out here catchin vapors
Imma tape up ya body and put ya in the trunk
And ride around wit yo ass listenin to some bump
And then
I'm gonna goto your crib and kick in the door
Lay you on the floor and ask ya where the money bro
I ain't a ho
I thought you knew that joe
And everybody else I'm lettin here the gunsmoke
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust b*tch
Some of my n*ggas that
Some of my n*ggas this
Some of my n*ggas tote gats and they let em bliss
Some of my n*ggas tote bats and they beat ya b*tch

[Repeat Chorus]