| No jokes, no games, no gimmicks
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| Jaylib, no beat, but no limit
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| It’s so hot, the n-o-dot, o-n-e
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| Fo’sho dawg, off the top, we don’t sleep
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| It’s all work, no play, get mo' money
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| And mo' problems; |
| no doubt, but no cake
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| It’s no good, just like these rappers
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| No hood in 'em, knowing they some actors
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| The takeover, rap game makeover
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| It’s next year now, yesterday’s over
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| Time for new shit, «What can you do?» |
| shit
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| Nothing; |
| stick it up the you-know-what and
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| There’s no fake suckas around, by no means
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| There’s no half steppin' here, you know we
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| Some nomads, ‘cross the globe, you local
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| We loco, with Flo-Jo, you so-so
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| You know what’s up like oats, no can do
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| Can’t go for that clone shit, I demand you
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| Rap cats with no skills, know this:
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| Jaylib, we ain’t taking, no prisoners
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| We gon set shit off, like LoJack
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| All night like no doors, dough stacked
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| There’s no way, if no dough, it’s no deal
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| J Dil and Madlib, mo' real
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| And now you know
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| But knowing is only half the battle
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| Until y’all niggas get it together
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| Just turn up the bass and let ya trunk rattle |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Games , by - Jaylib. Song from the album Champion Sound, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп