QuanDogg - Ain't No Fun Lyrics

We don't do no walkdowns, we had to run them down
They be sneakin' dissin' on the gang, we had to gun them down
All that dissin' on them songs, why we not on town
Now you leakin' dead, and in the streets, we had to chalk you down
I was broke, man, I ain't had no hope, man, you was never around
Ride with the switch, make it flip, that's a hundred rounds
When I get rich, don't say my name, I ain't gon' turn around
I ain't gon' turn around
I got all the money and them guns, man, I don't need no clout
He Switched up for the fame, he was a lame, but I get it now
Every time I'm in the city, but they wanna hate me now
Don't trust nobody in the game, the reason why I got the blicky out
I said, we don't do no walkdowns, we had to run them down
They be dissin' on the gang, the reason why we had to gun them down
Now everybody gon' be mad because I'm chasin' to the bag
I can't trust these lil' thots because they feinin' for some cash
A lot of haters been in my city, I ain't never goin' back
Cause when I leave, I do a dash, that's why I had to change the stats
All that boostin' on them songs, but you ain't never caught a hat
I've been tryin' to leave them mitten but I'm always comin' back
Middle fingers to the, middle fingers to the rats
Cause when I saw that paperwork, when I see you, I'm on your ass
You thinkin' this a game? Still in the streets just like my dad
I remember I was young, Up at that store stealing some snacks
Man, you ain't MJ, this ARP will do you bad
Goin' through too much shit, I had to leave it in the past
If I ever sign a deal, they sayin' I'm switchin' up
Yeah, we puttin' belt 2 ass, we had to pick that switch up
Got my Glock doin' dispensin' you, think I'm doin' pickups
Choppa shoot you up and down, I ain't talkin' sit-ups
Throwin' dirt on my name, you know we had to dig you up
I ain't talkin' bout no whip, this ARP will pick you up
I was down up on the ground, then God had to lift me up
You ain't from my f*ckin' city, nigga, you ain't real as us
Smokin' weed to ease the pain away, but I ain't healin' up
4-5 up on my waist, you know we had to kill you, bruh
Thats why yo ass ain't never got no money, you ain't gettin' up
Don't talk to me when you get broke, this Choppa had to fix you up
We don't do no walk-downs, we had to run them down
They was sneak dissin on the gang, we had to gun them down
All that dissin on them songs while we not in town
Now you leakin dead in the streets, we had to chalk you down
I was broke, man, I ain't had no hope, man, you ain't never around
Round with the switch, make it flip, that's a hundred miles
Ayy, when I get rich, don't say my name, I ain't gon' turn around
I ain't gon' turn around
I got all the mone, and the gun, man, I don't need no clout
Switched up for the fame, you some lame, but I get it now
Every time I'm in the city, but they wanna hate me now
Don't trust nobody in the gang, the reason why I got the blicky out
I said we don't do no walk-downs, we had to run them down
We had to run em down, we had to run em down
Dissin on the gang, the reason why we had to gun them down
Smokin weed to ease the pain away
But I ain't healing up, 45 up on my waist you know
We had to kill you, bruh that's why yo ass ain't never go no money
You ain't getting nun, don't talk to me when you get broke
This choppa had to fix you up
Bah, bah