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    8ball & Mjg / Lyrics

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    "No Mercy" Lyrics

    8ball & Mjg

    One nigga found dead in the bayou
    That's the beginning of this story that I'm telling you
    I was in the 9-tre smokin' a spliff on the strip
    Seen a little cutie with some bootie..stop to shoot the shit
    She was on my dick cause in the hood, I had a little rank
    She was the kind of ho tryin' to take a nigga for his bank
    But what she did not know, a nigga had a plan for that
    Take her out to dinner then knock that ass up in my cadillac
    All of a sudden, my beeper started buzzin' on the side of me
    The code read 33..I knew it was MJG
    Step to the mobile phone..G was talkin' crazy
    This ho heard some niggas say them laws are out to get me

    That night, I was dumpin that bitch in the ditch
    Did not know that I was doin it in the presence of a snitch
    Got dope from the scenery..thinkin I was scot-free
    And now, I'm duckin and dodgin tryin to keep it low-key
    Spliffed-out, ridin in my hooptie on cloud 9
    Doin about 50 when a nigga pass 1-Time
    Now they got a nigga faced-down on the sidewalk
    Talkin all that punk ass rookie pig cop talk
    What was in my pocket..Grabbin all my money and my beeper
    Ramblin through my car, the pigs found my 9mm
    Now, I'm in the county callin G to come and get me
    Wandering who is the snitch callin these laws tryin to sell me out
    Oh no! My mind is getting paranoid
    A nigga can't even trust his own homeboys
    As a result, I'm always alone
    except for some of the hoes I bone
    Most of the time, I watch the news while I get my smoke on
    Thousands after thousands on a lawyer who ain't doin shit
    Locked up in this house a nigga 'bout to have a fuckin fit
    Last night, I seen my face on the news..G
    Some nigga who worked for me..slipped and lost an uzi
    Now, I'm on the run..livin like a fugitive
    I thought to myself on the run ain't no way to live
    I thought I'd party hard and smoke and drank this century
    Now, I'm slowly dyin in this penetentery...
    This song was submitted on April 13th, 2005.
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