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letra de ain't gotta rap - lil mani

[intro: babyface ray]
yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
(flea, is the winner)
(d-mn, jakesand)
know what i’m talkin’ bout? aye
cali pak, yeah, still exotic pop sh-t
aye

[chorus: babyface ray]
lil mani from the nap, he ain’t gotta rap (that’s my n-gga)
you can blow through em’ all when it’s cali pack (blow)
they be blowin’ up yo’ phone when you got the racks
i be gone off the phone, i ain’t gotta trap (where you at?)
lil n-ggas run they mouth, while i’m running laps
i pull it off my hip, have em’ runnin’ back (the f-ck on)
what you got in the stash? about a hunnit racks
my first job was a bag, i ain’t wanna rap, boy (n-gga)

[verse: lil mani]
in my hood, i’m boss man george, i ain’t gotta rap
ain’t a thing i recorded, ever been cap
lost ap’s, but i made twenty back (twenty g’s)
on the road, back and forth, likе i’m doin’ laps
hit the d to get some casеs, still dodgin’ cases
my friends own white folks, like a n-gga racist
i ain’t tryna hear yo’ mouth if it ain’t bout paper
i’m stayin’ down in the trap, i can play later
youngest n-gga with them racks
lose it all and get it back, every week a ten pack
for a fee, i bring it back
plugged on the west coast, know i keep some cali pack
[?] colorado, where they got the cheap packs
he can’t afford purple red, so i brought green back
all my n-ggas in the system, need to get my team back
if i front you anything, i need the whole thing back
got it all for the low, n-ggas still gettin’ taxed
sippin’ on that chop and screw
diamonds hittin’ in the booth
put a n-gga on the news, one fifty, all blues
got her wet just like a lake
just to re-up, catch a plane
in the trap, sippin’ drank
don’t give a f-ck what n-ggas think
[chorus: babyface ray]
lil mani from the nap, he ain’t gotta rap (that’s my n-gga)
you can blow through em’ all when it’s cali pack (blow)
they be blowin’ up yo’ phone when you got the racks
i be gone off the phone, i ain’t gotta trap (where you at?)
lil n-ggas run they mouth, while i’m running laps
i pull it off my hip, have em’ runnin’ back (the f-ck on)
what you got in the stash? about a hunnit racks
my first job was a bag, i ain’t wanna rap, boy (n-gga)

- lil mani

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