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no fame - nhc (rap group) lyrics

hook:it goes one for the money, nothing for the hoes, f*ck the fame, n*gga you know how this game goes. it’s like you’ll never have to cash and thangs when you sell your f*cking soul to get ass and fame. it goes one for the money, nothing for the hoes, f*ck the fame, n*gga you know how this game goes. it’s like you’ll never have to cash and thangs when you sell your f*cking soul to get ass and fame

unnamed rapper#1:once a long time a long time ago, when a n*gga ain’t know sh*t about no endo’s, smoking joints 3 for 5 got a midday before school. if you gone then we full n*gga lay down the rules. cause if you ride with me then you get high with me, these rookie n*ggas don’t wanna get live with me. yo girl approach me, i met around 3, i call n.a.c and some head got weed, man we can’t be explained, it’s fallin like the rain, number 2 in name, better face to some game. man i see it and i don’t see it, see the scene i won’t flee it, jump up in the meech and act bad, so be it. cause if you rumble in the jungle then you bumble with the bees, 2 smile the battle then battle with the bg’s, better pay yo dues or you might come out yo shoes, saw it on the news guess yo boy had to snooze man how can i lose? with an all*star team, 5 pro bowlers, up againts the little league. in that ass like g strings, i the summer time everytime i do that f*ckin with yo mind. run it down like dion, hit you like leon, get you warm like freon, all aboard it’s the lyric maniac back, on the loose again whats good for the ganders still good for the goose again, in the wind, i got the keys to the city, lock it down when we want to, n*gga shut it down when we want to be alert, now don’t n0body move don’t n0body get hurt tonight

hook:it goes 1 for the money, nothing for the hoes, f*ck the fame, n*gga you know how this game goes. it’s like you’ll never have to cash and thangs when you sell your f*cking soul to get ass and fame.it goes 1 for the money, nothing for the hoes, f*ck the fame, n*gga you know how this game goes. it’s like you’ll never have to cash and thangs when you sell your f*cking soul to get ass and fame

unnamed rapper:i run through these hoes like bruce jenner and when i enter, let’s see who cum first “skeet skeet” i’m the winner. seeing centers, rolling around in gold spinners. how many young hustlers lived to be old n*ggas not many, until they dead, or doing twenty, or cracked out h*lla skinny, big and benny, i’m off that henney, watching n*ggas slip plenty, unemployed rollin in bently’s they so silly. here he come abc to the the d bell, where you from the spt and it ain’t hard to tell, split caps to get snaps got yo line tapped. got hoes with snappy napss setting up traps. can you adapt? this ain’t nothing but the cell phone. keep me a hoe, who love to put they mouth on it and bounce on it. but keep my name confidential, cause i ain’t in it for the fame, check my credentials

unnamed rapper#3:soak up the game when the game is spit, when the poor city players representing so sick,we tryna get rich f*ck a b*tch and the fame and my cl!ck feels the same but yall think this sh*t a game. i gotta feed my daughter, live the life of a baller flippin throught he city in the 98 impala. it’s all about the dollar and we dig em down scholars makin hoes holla sn*tching b*tches by they collar. when it comes to the money ain’t a d*mn thing funny cause my uncle always told me:no money no honey. we can’t be no dummies when it comes to our percentage so if it ain’t about no money then playa we ain’t with it

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