Nobodys Safe Lyrics - God Will'n - Juelz Santana

[Intro] 

Ain't nobody safe 

Ain't nobody safe 

Ain't nobody safe 

Ain't nobody safe 

[Verse 1] 

Tell everybody ain't nobody safe 

Get to banging at his body till the shotty' break 

Bitch I'm the shit, that's what they'll probably say 

Back to killing niggas the John Gotti way 

Everybody dead, put me on a warning poster 

Chopper got me feeling like I'm on a roller coaster 

Big body Bentley, big booty bitch, I'm so used to this 

I smelled so much coke aroma I done got used to it 

Murder rate, we the ones boosting it 

Murder rate, we the ones boosting it 

Take money, we don't wait to get it 

School of hard knocks, soft niggas gotta pay tuition 

Everyday stunting, boy that's how I'm living 

Smoking dope, counting money, fucking bitches 

Court side at the Knick game faded 

And the way I ball for real I feel like I should be playing 

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[Hook] 

Back to killing niggas 

Ain't nobody safe 

Fucking all they bitches 

Ain't nobody safe 

Still gang affiliated 

Ain't nobody safe 

Mask on my face 

Ain't nobody safe 

[Verse 2] 

Step up in the club, light show 

Next thing you know, you looking round like where'd your wife go 

She with us but only for the night though 

I say she with us but only for the night though 

All the real niggas over here bitch 

So who the fuck you over there with? 

Y'all niggas know once we go to work 

Kill a nigga, then go to church 

Living life fast, I'm counting my blessings 

Cause when you getting paid, you gotta pay attention 

Talk like a boss, move like a king 

Five karats on the pinky, make them niggas kiss the rings 

Bling, plow all in your face nigga 

And I'mma make sure murder be the case nigga 

Cause I know you be singing songs, no Trey nigga 

Your girl wanna play so I'mma play with her 

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[Hook] 

[Verse 3] 

You the type to snitch and tattle shit 

Tell them snakes I rattle shit 

I bring the submarine around and flip your battleship 

Get cut down to fractions and ripped to fragments 

Your girl wanna fuck me, whollah, magic stick 

She drown and I won't save her, but I'll give her my paddle stick 

Chill I'm ill, somebody call paramedics 

Pull up in hot whips, push up on hot chicks 

Then we just dip, just like calisthenics 

Getting so much money, I ain't tryna' count it 

But I love my money so I gotta count it 

And the my killers ain't with me they a call away 

So when you're talking to a boss nigga know your place 

[Hook]