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L A Guns Ain T The Same

s plain to see That it's no good for you It's no good for me It just ain't the same without you Now these nights are so long It just ain't the same without

throat when you ain't lookin What is money? Money is what makes a man act funny Money is the root of all evil Money'll make them same friends come back

if I ain't gettin proper respect I don't care if you rap, I still spit in your grill I don't give a fuck, never have, never will If it ain't on your

ya top gone nigga Dissin my crew you catch hot ones I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly misses While you niggas

gifted, twenty-four hours and still lifted (*X*: Bitch keep your vagina) We drunk and ain't interested Bitches come a dime and a dove, we ain't trippin

plastic, twin to match it Ice white like some Star Wars space gun Though, that ain't how they come my friend make 'em Sleek wit 'em like a L.A. nigga

do ah job on me But I'm proud to be that nigga In the ghetto that just can't stay out Ain't nowhere to run ain't nowhere to hide And it ain't no way

't understand and call the wack Tell you that ain't the way it goes son, thats conscience rap But y'all runnin' in circles working the same old act And I done reachin' at a

soldiers stationed up to bring pain And when it go down my hoes do the same thing We all in the same game, we all willin' to bang Ain't nobody going