Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't No Joke, artist - Crime Mob. Album song Crime Mob, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.07.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Ain't No Joke |
But alright I ain’t no joke |
I ain’t no joke |
Bitch you a imposter the money I be after |
Peeping up on my roster I check you fucking bastards |
And if you got a problem come and solve it I ain’t no hoe |
Cause I’m the flawless chick just thought that you should fucking know |
Ain’t no need to question cause it’s clear that I’m the baddest |
If you think I’m fucking joking you should check my fucking status |
I know you think we cool but it’s ok you ain’t my folk |
Just bring it to the wood and I’m show you I ain’t no joke |
You know KC a killer so label me a thriller |
I’m known for smoking men but never smoking Reggie Miller |
You know push come to shove when we smoking on some drugs |
You fucking with some killers bitch you fucking with some thugs |
A-T-L real niggas MOB money getters |
Call us gorrilla niggas we stacking on bigger figures |
Ain’t scared to pull triggers swanging on pussy niggas |
Killa C, MOB, now who the fuck think they realer young bitch |
This for all you jabble mouths that smother me with nonsense |
Talking big and tough but get nervous when my tool click |
This ain’t no joke and this for sure you’ll get your ass drug |
Coming at me wrong I’ll run you home dripping licking blood |
I don’t give a fuck I got ana to y’all hatin suckas |
Nigga you gone see me get buck up on you motherfuckers |
I’m no busta so don’t try me like no erkel nerd |
When these combos come you’ll be stunned like I struck a nerve |
You shoulda listened to your conscience now I’m coming right at ya |
I pull your cards like a magician nigga abra cadabra |
I’m the master of this army you could be my apprentice |
And can’t no nigga hurt or harm me cause they will get diminished |
Bitch don’t try me like a joke cause I correct a nigga fast |
I’m a chick but I’ll be quick to come and whoop off in yo ass |
Ain’t got no time for stalling shit you scared then you should call it quits |
I’m ready and I’m deadly hoe so walk it like you talk it, Bitch |
Well I’m fresh as fuck dressed in all black with some Filas on |
Bustin on yo ass we gone blast if you talking homes |
Head fed up but my led tucked in my pocket pussy nigga what |
We gone bust nigga quick to pop it Uno on your radio |
MOB got plenty hoes crunk off in your state |
In a rage making major dough |
Lil Jay never fucking broke Jay forever stacking dough |
Lil Jay pimping chiefing choke don’t never take 'em for a joke |
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