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J Ray This Ain T A Game

But God don't ever give me nothin' I can't handle So please don't ever give me records I can't sample So I could vacate where it ain't no channels But

drop in a 6 and that ain't no crap I keep it smoth cause I'm rude like a playa and a ego you can't see though like Nicole Ray it's my day tha day yall

What's up? so get a good look bro, get a good gander I'm made in Detroit, but my name ain't Stanzler Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus, while you're lookin

ain't a freak, told me that she ain't a freak G R O U P I E They told me that she ain't a freak, told me that she ain't a freak You was kinda high maintenance

chess, checkmate him in the street, 32 fever off blast that's three Swish, swish, fresh fish ain't that a *** Like Ray J I got one wish Look at the

my whole team ready [Exit Verse: JR Writer] This ain't only bars and tracks, this is for the hardest cats Flippin all the hard and back, make em' catch a

her your birthday bag, so I made a mistake And Oprah don't *** with it no more anyway I'm sorry for the bullshit I put you through But I ain't goin' nowhere, I got a

a myth in ya mind A hero ain't about shit if they ain't about dying You know who was a hero to me That nigga moxs on the howard j g [master p] And y

your hutch and don't trust your baby momma Cause I will get your scrill when I kill all in them guts Don't give a fuck when you give a crippled crab a