No Names

[Intro]
(Brody, come in here)
(Legend made another one)
(It's the gang)

[Chorus]
Nigga, I push the hood and I don't need a label (On 21, Nigga)
Nigga, you can get rocked and I ain't got a cradle
Step your goofy ass back 'cause these shots fatal
No pen, no pad, but you can get stapled (This ain't no rap shit)
Bitch gave me an eight ball like a pool table
She still don't see my worth
Bitch, bring me back the world, bitch, fuck your purse
But she say it's too much
Cuddie, get up on that, they actin' too tough

[Verse]
These niggas playin' crazy
You know bullets ain't got no names, ain't into killin' babies
Ah-ah-ah, fuck nigga, keep your head on
Ridin' in that fishbowl, you know you dead wrong
Dead and gone, know we let it sing like it's Trey Songz
Your bitch buggin' me, tellin' me you ain't home
Knocks when I see you, it's stuck to me like my backbone
Yeah, I got it, nigga, nah, I ain't a dorky nigga
Sucker tried to get up on me last time I was horny, nigga
I played it smooth, my niggas move reckless, nigga
If I had a Nike suit on, still wouldn't check a nigga
Even if he do, I still bet we'd get the best of niggas
Ah-ah-ah, paramedics gotta check a nigga
Hell nah, nigga, we ain't tusslin', nigga
We saw you niggas had the ball, but you fumbled, nigga
Now it's lookin' like we got the shine
I don't care how bad you is, you payin' for this time
I don't care how many bodies, I'm payin' every dime
Ooh-wee, we still steppin', nigga

[Interlude]
Move dangerous, nigga, ayy, free the thugs, though
Ayy, ayy, poles layin' around, look like a gun show

[Chorus]
Nigga, I push the hood and I don't need a label (On 21, Nigga)
Nigga, you can get rocked and I ain't got a cradle
Step your goofy ass back 'cause these shots fatal
No pen, no pad, but you can get stapled (This ain't no rap shit)
Bitch gave me an eight ball like a pool table
She still don't see my worth
Bitch, bring me back the world, bitch, fuck your purse
But she say it's too much
Cuddie, get up on that, they actin' too tough