This Ain't No Game

North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood

Orange Mound

Niggas ain't buyin' that bullshit

Make us clown

Down with the shit, call 1-8-7-kill-a-bitch

Thinkin' that you bulletproof but you'll

End up in a ditch

Which one of you ho's thinking

That you can't be got?

Nine times I caught you slippin'

Nine times the nine go pop

Pop, pop, til' you drop

Body full of bullet holes

Where the hollow paint shells layin' mane

Nobody knows i suppose niggas try to

Estimate the triple six

They don't shoot at fiends, they shoot you

And I'm with the shit

Trick ass, soft ass niggas doin' pistol play

When you pull yo pistol, motherfucker

That's where you gon' lay

I'ma say this to the niggas with the problems

Step up to the Patsta, bitch

And I'ma solve them

Most of you foolish ass niggas like to ride

Be tip-toe'in on yo ass, nigga

It's like hide and seek when I creep

Best believe that it's for a revenge kill

Niggas from the neighborhood, yeah, mane

They know the deal

See I'm real 'cause I'll look yo

Ass dead in the eye

When I put the tec in yo face, bitch

Say goodbye

This ain't no game nigga, I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga

I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga

I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga

I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I

This ain't no game

Quick to freak like a maniac as

I cock the handle back

Nigga, I'm for real, your cap I will peel

I grabs a nigga, I crack his dome

The blood be drippin' from the

Handle of my tome

Cause, mane, I'm a naughty nigga

I gots to pull back the trigger

And watch yo blood skeet

Like juice, 'cause, bitch

You ain't bulletproof

I'm down for 211, don't make it a 187

See murder's the hobby, mane

And lil Don is insane

But this ain't no game nigga

How in the fuck you figure?

You try punkin' us you'll feel

The blast of my trigger

Straight from the honeycomb

Smoking on the sack

I got my rep and cock it back

Then the bodies stack

I'm the sawed-off eager to get gangsta

To you shankstas, lankstas and prankstas

Come and try yo luck if you

Think ya nuts are bigger

Down with my nigga Pat, this no game nigga

This ain't no game nigga, I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga

I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga

I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga

I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I

This ain't no game

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

I'm sick of motherfuckers thinkin'

They run shit

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

But if you run up

I'll put a gun upside your fuckin' head

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

You, you ain't, you, you

You ain't no gangsta

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

Feel this dick

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

Punk, punk, punk ass nigga!

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

Fuck all y'all

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

Shoot his ass down with the pump

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

That I'm attackin'

Shootin' motherfufuckers at point-blank range