Lil Snupe No Games Lyrics

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Digital Media 1
  • 1 Tha Infamous (Intro)
  • 2 Take Ova
  • 3 Melo
  • 4 Life (Skit)
  • 5 Right Now
  • 6 Ketchup Freestyle
  • 7 What Nigga You Know
  • 8 I'm That Nigga Now
  • 9 Ballin
  • 10 X B!tch
  • 11 Xposed
  • 12 Tonight
  • 13 No Games
  • 14 Stfu
  • 15 Headed Str8 to Tha Top
  • 16 Put Em Up
  • 17 318 Freestyle Hurricane
  • 18 Priorities
  • 19 So Tired
  • 20 Keep Pushin
  • 21 Sellin Dope
  • (Intro)
    Lil Snupe, hah!
    Mane these niggas playin with me mane
    Like I ain’t the same lil nigga, you know
    Like I won’t fuck em up
    Real shit
    Look

    (Verse)
    Pussy ass nigga, watch it when you say my name
    Fuck around and make me call my nigga Mr. Cane
    I put some change on yo brain, make em show up to yo street and hit you up with number flame
    See pussy ass nigga better watch it
    ‘Cus niggas already know about us snoopin
    They know I’m bout it, ain’t nothing changed but the money
    Nigga still lives 100, I run up on you in public
    And put that thing to yo stomach, pussy!
    You better watch it, I ain’t no motherfuckin rookie
    I do my thang, swear to God I’m off the chain
    You better stay up on yo lane
    ‘Cus I got some niggas that show up and erase yo ass out the game
    Fuck nigga
    You playin with Snupe? Well fuck around and get touched nigga
    I’m the same nigga, yea yall know wussup nigga
    Johannesburg, yea we dunk er
    And if you ain’t from down here, don’t even come round here
    ‘Cause we’ll let yo stupid ass flat
    You pussy ass fuckin jet
    I hit you up with the mack, from the front and from the back
    Free Charlie Brown, until they let my daddy free
    I swear to God that I’mma hold it down
    You say that you a fuckin gangsta, well come to my hood
    You say that everything all bad, we will bust you all good
    Yea we got some fuckin choppers
    I hit you with yo mama
    We shopped and we ain’t talkin fuckin commas
    Bitch we bout that fuckin drama
    I stay strapped nigga, I stay strapped nigga
    Pistol like gonorrhea to give yo ass the clap nigga
    Man we got the max nigga
    Pistol like Fat Joe, it’ll make you lean back nigga
    And it’s coming from out my head, this real shit
    I got homies who’ll come get you, real quick
    You don’t know me, got homies that’s real mean
    Long time in that real beam
    Put codeine on yo ass
    Fuck some codeine on yo ass
    I got homie that’ll get full of weed and them boys will really show up and just stomp yo ass, pussy
    Nigga you already know it
    And we bought everything you bought and we a fuckin show it
    And I ain’t number 17 but I’ve been outchea on my own
    I got pistols that jump but I got max who comin so broke
    Got niggas who call me up, they my age
    But niggas we got shit and we comin with hella K’s
    Fuck minimum wage, I feel like I got minimum days
    But I got homies with me and they got maximum K’s
    Bitch
    Fuck wrong with you? You’d better chill
    Before I fuck around and show you it’s real
    Give a fuck bout the deal
    I forget about that shit
    And get throw up at yo house, get to splittin extra shit
    Get to hittin extra shit, you a pussy ass boy
    This ain’t up at yo price, I ain’t no motherfuckin toy
    Nigga I’m Lil Snupe, you say that you the motherfuckin truth
    Then call me when you show up to the motherfuckin proof nigga

    (Outro)

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