Ain't S**t Happen Songtext
von Mozzy

I lost a couple niggas, shit happens
You lost a couple niggas and ain′t shit happen
You don't slide for your niggas like I do for mine
Living life on the borderline of suicide
I lost a couple niggas, shit happens
You lost a couple niggas and ain′t shit happen
Cause you don't slide for your niggas like I do for mine
Living life on the borderline of suicide


One hundred, furthest from a snitch
Body shots have a nigga squirmin' like a bitch
Gangland landscape, it′s murder where I live
Got the whole circle side nervous for my kids
Pisitioning with the sig, you ain′t really tryna drill niggas
All eyes fixated on a real nigga
I'm real iller, my lil′ zillas blam llamas
You don't understand the magnitude of head trauma
Put that on my dead partner, I′ma slide for him
Beyond the enemy lines, pushing lines on 'em
Suicidal lifestyle, it ain′t hard to tell
Aguilera on the scales and it's fuckin' hell

I lost a couple niggas, shit happens
You lost a couple niggas and ain′t shit happen
You don′t slide for your niggas like I do for mine
Living life on the borderline of suicide
I lost a couple niggas, shit happens
You lost a couple niggas and ain't shit happen
Cause you don′t slide for your niggas like I do for mine
Living life on the borderline of suicide


Up late counting money on these lonely nights
It's guala on the wood, nigga throw the dice
Dope fiends tryna sell a stolen bike
He just threw a hubba on a smoking pipe
You know I′m plugged in, it was only right
I'ma die a real nigga, on the homie Christ
Killers doing life, but the snitches ain′t
Apply a lil' pressure and he finna break
I'm on that Lil′ Tay shit, I′m tryna hit a bank
She can't go in, ain′t no way I give a bitch a break
I'ma stack a hundred K off this prostitute her
My niggas getting spanked by the prosecutors

I lost a couple niggas, shit happens
You lost a couple niggas and ain′t shit happen
You don't slide for your niggas like I do for mine
Living life on the borderline of suicide
I lost a couple niggas, shit happens
You lost a couple niggas and ain′t shit happen
Cause you don't slide for your niggas like I do for mine
Living life on the borderline of suicide

Called bruh like, "Blood, what it's lookin′ like?"
Dope fiends tryna tell me I ain′t cookin' right
When I was down, bitches actin′ like they couldn't write
I′m straight though, it's all apart of the crooked life
You know I keep snow, baby lookin′ right
I'm in all black, but the stamp on the hoodie white
My nigga went to trial, hung jury twice
The pigs offered cheese, but he wouldn't bite
Solid to the core, real Fourth niggas
I′m showing up to court to support niggas
You and this paperwork, you′s a dork nigga
Crime rate bunkin' on these suckers, check the score nigga

I lost a couple niggas, shit happens
You lost a couple niggas and ain′t shit happen
You don't slide for your niggas like I do for mine
Living life on the borderline of suicide
I lost a couple niggas, shit happens
You lost a couple niggas and ain′t shit happen
Cause you don't slide for your niggas like I do for mine
Living life on the borderline of suicide