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Morgan McAdory - No Games (feat. 7.Grams, Ty & Bam Alexander) Lyrics



Morgan McAdory - No Games (feat. 7.Grams, Ty & Bam Alexander) Lyrics




Sterling made another one
Yeah
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah
Yeah I ain't playing no games no

Good gas in the ziploc
Do the cookin dance til my wrist pop
Extra crack on the hip hop
Tender box, side of fries
All they verses got a side of lies
All my verses got them mesmerized
Shawty mine, See it in her eyes
She impressed by the pageantry
I know why these niggas mad at me
Every verse another casualty
The f*cking tape look like a murder spree
They yellin sheesh when they see me now
Swavor fleece boy I'm freezing now
Damn he snapping like a tisa now
Pulling divas like Aretha now
Fligh high boy I go
Past mars and Pluto
Got sacred stones
But the chains gold
You a stain
You a lame-o
Lame hoes in the same clothes
Young hov how I change clothes
Boy I'm fitted like a kangol
Pull up flexin Kurt angle
And these...
Niggas talkin, We don't like that
Niggas reaching , then me might scrap
We don't really do the white flags
How you beefing over iChat?
I don't chat 'cause they don't understand
Finesse a check and do the money man
I told you the flow is a hunnid grand
Can't give a f*ck bout no other man
Countykid shit nigga

Yeah
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah I ain't playing no games no

Ain't no folding under pressure
My hustle relentless
They tellin me slow down
I can't cause I gotta get it
I was down on my ass I had to make a decision
Just tell my mother pray, she pray I don't be a victim
Cause these niggas they ain't playin fair out in these streets
If you know like I know then you stay strapped by any means
Cross that line you gotta stay there ain't no in betweens
Feel like wu-tang cash rule everything round me
Lost a lot of my niggas wish I could bring them back
Ain't shedding tears so I put my pain in these raps
Every hundred put it up til it make a rack
Still working my phone
Naw I ain't t no block boy
But my niggas shoot
Ain't no jb block boy
If it's hunting season
Then we pop ya top for it
Day date on on my wrist nigga I paid a lot for it
Don't confuse me for no bitch cause I'm not goin
All that gangsta shit you gotta stand on it
Bitch ass nigga almost took the stand on me

Nawwwwwwwwwwww
Naw
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah
Naw naw naw naw
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah
Yeah we ain't playing no games no games
Yeah we ain't playing no games no games
(Mmmmmmmm)
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English

Sterling made another one
Yeah
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah
Yeah I ain't playing no games no

Good gas in the ziploc
Do the cookin dance til my wrist pop
Extra crack on the hip hop
Tender box, side of fries
All they verses got a side of lies
All my verses got them mesmerized
Shawty mine, See it in her eyes
She impressed by the pageantry
I know why these niggas mad at me
Every verse another casualty
The f*cking tape look like a murder spree
They yellin sheesh when they see me now
Swavor fleece boy I'm freezing now
Damn he snapping like a tisa now
Pulling divas like Aretha now
Fligh high boy I go
Past mars and Pluto
Got sacred stones
But the chains gold
You a stain
You a lame-o
Lame hoes in the same clothes
Young hov how I change clothes
Boy I'm fitted like a kangol
Pull up flexin Kurt angle
And these...
Niggas talkin, We don't like that
Niggas reaching , then me might scrap
We don't really do the white flags
How you beefing over iChat?
I don't chat 'cause they don't understand
Finesse a check and do the money man
I told you the flow is a hunnid grand
Can't give a f*ck bout no other man
Countykid shit nigga

Yeah
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah I ain't playing no games no

Ain't no folding under pressure
My hustle relentless
They tellin me slow down
I can't cause I gotta get it
I was down on my ass I had to make a decision
Just tell my mother pray, she pray I don't be a victim
Cause these niggas they ain't playin fair out in these streets
If you know like I know then you stay strapped by any means
Cross that line you gotta stay there ain't no in betweens
Feel like wu-tang cash rule everything round me
Lost a lot of my niggas wish I could bring them back
Ain't shedding tears so I put my pain in these raps
Every hundred put it up til it make a rack
Still working my phone
Naw I ain't t no block boy
But my niggas shoot
Ain't no jb block boy
If it's hunting season
Then we pop ya top for it
Day date on on my wrist nigga I paid a lot for it
Don't confuse me for no bitch cause I'm not goin
All that gangsta shit you gotta stand on it
Bitch ass nigga almost took the stand on me

Nawwwwwwwwwwww
Naw
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah
Naw naw naw naw
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah I ain't playing no games no games
Yeah
Yeah we ain't playing no games no games
Yeah we ain't playing no games no games
(Mmmmmmmm)
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Writer: Bam Alexander, Tyrone Figg Jr., Victor Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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