Still My Nigga

Ludacris

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    Killer Mike]
    You used to be my n-gga though, my n-gga though
    who'd ever thought you'd ever envy me
    and talk down on me to Jigga hoe
    say we was tight like Wayne (?)
    and it was money over b-tches
    even when we made it rain (?)
    Lucci over poochi no romance
    and I have never loved a hoe so no hoe-mance
    just my bro man,
    we got to the cash money but like Nino and g-money
    the money make sh-t go funny
    the b-tches made it wicked
    the dopeless made it hopeless
    the coppers and the robbers with choppers make me they focus
    my n-ggas snitching and I'm like Lord have mercy
    my homie sold me out, my partner just hurt me
    and all for a b-tch I hope the n-gga catch herpes
    nah I'm fronting but at least the claps is hunting
    cos any other n-gga I would have been clapping something
    instead of in the studio smoking and rapping something

    [Chorus]
    and it's cold outside
    you can count on your grown man

    you my n-gga though
    you still my n-gga though
    I don't f-ck with you but
    you my n-gga though
    [singing]
    and when it's time to ride, yeah
    you can depend on me
    [Killer Mike]
    you my n-gga though
    you still my n-gga though
    I don't f-ck with you but yeah
    you my n-gga though

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    [Ludacris]
    we was once 2 n-ggas of the same kind
    some pimps in our own, f-cking mind
    on point at game time
    you would play your position
    then you came around and double crossed me like a ribbon
    oh no, abort mission some money's missing
    went broke, I guess you got to get paid like tuition
    if not the President you got to be a politician
    but others like myself are trying to carry on tradition
    put women in submission, I used to need permission
    ta-daaa, now we running through tricks like a magician
    we smoking all the mirrors I knew something was wrong
    so I made up a new trick it's called poof I'm gone
    now I see you on occasion and we holler at times
    cos things aint all peachy like the Georgia lottery sign
    and if you told me cocaine numbers I would think you was lying
    but you got to get your's and fool I got to get mine
    Luda

    [Chorus]
    and it's cold outside
    you can count on your grown man
    [Luda]
    you my n-gga though
    you still my n-gga though
    I don't f-ck with you but
    ah ah but you my n-gga though
    [singing]
    and when it's time to ride, yeah
    you can depend on me
    [Luda]
    I'm still your n-gga though
    I'm still your n-gga though
    I don't f-ck with you uhh uhh
    but you my n-gga though

    [Game - Verse 3]
    Hey, I had this other n-gga who was my brother
    Jigga fan undercover, the blueprints of my life with different mothers
    we was the closest, out of my sisters and brothers
    two G's closer than the Gucci belt but life's a motha
    f-cker when you dealing with paper man
    one of our ego's got bigger than skyscrapers man
    after I put the documentary on them Daytons man
    around the Doctor everyday so I had patience man
    he didn't, around the dope spot he was pacing man
    for digits, am I my brother's keepers for real or not decisions
    he was in love with strippers sort of like a bee for honey
    and that was our separation like BG and Cash Money
    (damn)
    why does it got to be like that
    I was stacking paper on tour I was gon be right back
    (God damn)
    why you couldn't you let your ego die
    if you see me rocking a hoody n-gga you know why,

    [Chorus]
    [Chorus]
    when it's cold outside
    you can count on your grown man
    [Game]
    you still my n-gga though
    you my n-gga though
    I don't f-ck with you
    ah ah but you my n-gga though
    [singing]
    and when it's time to ride, yeah
    you can depend on me
    [Game]
    You still my n-gga though
    always be my n-gga though
    I don't f-ck with you uhh uhh
    but you my bigger bro
    [Singing]
    when it's cold outside
    you can count on your grown man

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