No nuts no glory

No nuts no glory Lyrics

-Big Mike how you livin

Big Mike

I've been sellin out the same dope house since the age of 16
Shufflin crack like cards, to these burnt out dope fiends
Sellin rock after motherf**kin rock
Seeing cop after motherf**kin cop on the block
Changing face after motherf**kin face
Watchin niggas catch dope case after dope case
Add it up and you'll find more niggas doing time in the pen
Cause he wouldn't snitch on his f**kin friends
And that same motherf**ker that didn't go to jail
Wouldn't come and pay his homeboy's bail
But that's the way niggas do you
Caught a case for another nigga and he swear he never knew ya
12 months in the county you done got out and found out
That your homey runs his own dope house
And he ain't gave you sh*t
Not even a funky ass ounce to get on yo feet that sheisty b**ch
And he still calls you family
But I be damned if i'll be kin, to a nigga who ain't payin me
Cause I ain't with that hoe sh*t
So if you thinkin bout f**kin me, nigga you better try some more sh*t
Cause I done paid my dues and like a fool in the process
Watchin other niggas progress
On the motherf**kin sh*t I did
But in the 90s', its payback and I ain't takin no shorts kid
Cause life is a b**ch
And I ain't that nigga to be broke, while makin another motherf**ker rich
So Wise up nigga, get with the program
Cause in this dirty game, you got to wash your own hands
And I got a tech 9
Ready to take mine and what's for me hoe
Yeah, no nuts no glory

Big Mike:

Now I done heard a nigga say they callin me the biggest b**ch in Texas
Cause I'm bumming a ride, when I should be drivin Lexus
But you know, i gives a f**k about what niggas say
I handle mine, by handlin sh*t my own way
I let niggas thinks its cool
To f**k a nigga like me, but they don't know that they psychin fools
See I stay lo-key
Lettin a nigga think he know me, but he really don't know me G
Claiming that we friends
When My little girl is ridin the bus, and his little girl is riding a f**kin
Benz
Whose your friend?
Ask yourself that sh*t
The only friend I got, is my f**kin pistol grip
Filthy rich I know you love it
I done made your ass fat
And you still talkin bout 25 of a hundred
Be real that sh*t went out in 86
I'm down with the Geto Boys but my mind ain't playin tricks b**ch
You still refuse to give me mine cool
Nigga be that way and I'm gonna handle my business fool
Just like my nigga Snoop Dogg told me
You gotta be down for your sh*t, why you can homey
Cause you's about to get your ass lit up
Because the f**kin ain't proper and I ain't the nigga that's catchin the
nut
Payback is a motherf**ker
Payback is a b**ch
But payback is a must when I ain't the nigga that's gettin rich
Cause life ain't but one big chance
And unlike these other motherf**kers
I ain't scared to touch yo b**ch ass
Cause if you believe in f**kin niggas, you's a hoe
And the Pita man can't tolerate hoes so you gots to go
Mr. big man, Mr. big nuts
Got everybody thinkin you the sh*t
But really I'm the motherf**kin one
Now I'm about to grab my sh*t off the self
And go on a mission, one nigga gettin busy by his damnself
So keep on thinkin you f**kin me
But while you thinkin, I'll be pullin yo f**kin number g
Cause I'm a nigga with no heart and no woes
Gettin down for mine's b**ch
No nuts no glory