Ain’t Ya

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Nephew Texas Boy - Rap

Ain’t Ya

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[Intro] If I ride for you, I'll die for you Will-A-Fool Will-Will-Will-William [Chorus] You that nigga that be trappin', ain't you? You that nigga in the projects sellin' raw with a ratchet, ain't you? If you see it, you gon' snatch it, ain't you? You heard your baby mama fuckin' everybody, gon' place her, ain't you? Your lil' niggas, they gon' slide for you Geeked up, on that boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, ready to ride, ain't you? You that ho that sell pussy, ain't you? You done fucked eight niggas, and still ain't ditched that pussy, ain't you? [Verse 1] You in the feds and you ain't tell, ain't you? They called mail call, but you still ain't get on mail, ain't you? No visits or no phone call Nobody wan' send no money, them s'posed to be your homeboys Niggas got the game fucked up They don't wanna get no money They'd rather go get sucked up These hoes gon' be your downfall You used to pay that ho's bills, now she won't accept your phone calls You the same lame let a nigga come and take your chain I'm the same man that took your chain and sell it to your main You the same fuck nigga with the fire for the gain You the type of fuck nigga I hope die with AIDS (Bitch) [Chorus] You that nigga that be trappin', ain't you? You that nigga in the projects sellin' raw with a ratchet, ain't you? If you see it, you gon' snatch it, ain't you? You heard your baby mama fuckin' everybody, gon' place her, ain't you? Your lil' niggas, they gon' slide for you Geeked up, on that boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, ready to ride, ain't you? You that ho that sell pussy, ain't you? You done fucked eight niggas, and still ain't ditched that pussy, ain't you? [Verse 2] You tryna go to college, ain't you? Sad part about it, you took too many mollys, ain't you? Your mama think you're innocent Suck the cum out me like a fifth of Hennessey What the fuck got into me? I'm so high, I'm smokin' moonrock with my enemies I got some white boys in Saint Louis Wear Army jackets and cowboy boots but they ain't scared to shoot you Feds mad 'cause my lawyer Jewish I can make it in any city long as there's sellin' dope and prostitutin' I'm the motherfuckin' plug homie I don't want that ho 'round me, unless that ho goin', homie [Chorus] You that nigga that be trappin', ain't you? You that nigga in the projects sellin' raw with a ratchet, ain't you? If you see it, you gon' snatch it, ain't you? You heard your baby mama fuckin' everybody, gon' place her, ain't you? Your lil' niggas, they gon' slide for you Geeked up, on that boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, ready to ride, ain't you? You that ho that sell pussy, ain't you? You done fucked eight niggas, and still ain't ditched that pussy, ain't you?

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  • Nephew Texas Boy