don't call me. . .

Don't call me nigga

Cause you don't know my name

Don't stick me with that stigga

Cause I don't play that game



To call me out side my name

Is to upon me declare shame

Replay the pain

negative nigga,

No good nigga,

no daddy having

No job getting

No degree earning nigga.



No soul searching but

History rehearsing nigga

Free pay, some day

Gold digga, nigga



But don't call me that

Cause I ain't no trigger

Happy, female slappy

Booty tappy Nigga





Don't call me nigga

Cause you don't know my name

Don't stick me with that stigga

Cause that ain't my claim to fame



I ain't got the crabs

In a barrel grabs

I don't player hate

Segregate those who

Go past the gate

Cross to the other side

While I hate

Naw cause I ain't no nigga

Front porch peeping

While my time sleeping away

From yesterdays shoulda

To some day woulda



Always late

To get a plate

But complaining

About the cold food we ate



Got a smooth ride

out of time

Out of pocket

But you got it

So we can see it.

You rolling on wheels stolen

From your money bag hole in



Don't call me nigga

Cause you don't know my name

Don't stick me with that stigga

Cause I'm not the one to blame



Bling, bling, I sing

Fake diamond rings

Every thing but the real thing

Look like, sound like, feel like

But ain't worth a spike

Boot leg, lose peg

On the corner beg



Oh but that ain't me

Cause I ain't no nigga.



What's up nigga?






































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