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This Ain't Funny Lyrics - Loon - Loon

Uh yeah, come on, uh, yo, aiyyo 

 

How I'm gon' forget my muscle, I just had to switch my hustle 

And try to make hits that crush you, and dance like Nipsey Russell 

And have Puff doin' the hustle, I do what I must do 

I keeps my shit consistent, I keeps my listeners listenin' 

My rocks be glistenin', I come through blocks be hissin' 

 

But niggaz can't stop my mission 

My main intention, is to make niggaz pay attention 

I don't wanna call my henchman 

I got some French men, that come through put some French in 

Or Muslim to burn nigga body like incense 

 

If Loon dies, wolves come out like moon rise 

And make niggaz hard to find like moon pie 

If you wise nigga, you'll move like two pies 

Then to stand here and keep on lookin' in Loon eyes 

 

This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh 

I'm just another brother that's out to get cash 

The goal of the street is to hold ya own 

If you smart, then you never got to hold no chrome 

 

Now, this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh 

I'm just another brother that's out to get cash 

The goal of the street is to hold ya own 

If you smart, then you never got to hold no chrome 

 

Uh, yeah, now this verse I feel I owe you 

You tryna get dough I show you, even if I don't know you 

Tell you couple things I go through 

And maybe you can get some dough too, just spit your vocals 

And do the shit Tone and Poke do, or get a nigga work the pro tools 

 

I chose a local, nigga that's probably broke to 

So this way a nigga could blow to 

I beg to differ, you the type nigga bread get thicker 

Top of that, nigga head get bigger 

Go 'head then nigga, you don't know where you headin' nigga 

 

Last year you was a beggin' nigga 

Never said the nigga was even close to bein' bred from nigga 

You got a plan, get ya bread then nigga 

I fed you niggaz, just like Moses when I led you niggaz 

I could see why niggaz dread you niggaz, uh 

 

This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh 

I'm just another brother that's out to get cash 

The goal of the street is to hold ya own 

If you smart, then you never got to hold no chrome 

 

Ha, ha, haha, never find that funny 

(Why?) 

Girl you know I works hard for my money 

You callin' me a thief please, don't even try it 

Find ya groupie ass a seat and be quiet 

 

She almost got cut short, you know scissors 

For stuntin' on that kid, who neck look like lizard 

That young Harlem nigga, who lifestyle exquisite 

And all the young ladies can't wait to come visit 

 

Loon, I stay on ass like Sassoon 

Mansion with 22 rooms in Cancun 

Handsome, I keep the girls glancin' and dancin' 

Prone to rock stone when I blow my advancement 

 

Never alone, either home or romancin' 

Nigga get in the zone when I'm rollin' my Branson 

And yo chances of you gettin' this shit is no chances 

You better get a drink and go dancin' 

 

This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh 

I'm just another brother that's out to get cash 

The goal of the street is to hold ya own 

If you smart, then you never got to hold no chrome 

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