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nelly – for my niggaz lyrics

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yo, uh, you didn’t see this one comin’ did ya?
all the way from the n.o. to s.t.l.
nelly-nel and lil’ wayne

on a scale one to ten i be rated a 12
you know it and these cats hate it
i got nothing outdated, if it is it’s self rated
s-cl-ss wit everything voice-activated

chrome rim three bladed, factory custom made it
paid wit big faces, if it’s broke then replace it
now it’s like that; purple haze and cognac
on the beach in l.a. with dime b-tches ridin’ my back

i represent them street n-gg-s
when they get hot, carry the heat n-gg-s
them sweet n-gg-s off they feet n-gg-s
you livin’ on the edge fleet n-gg-

that’s why my clique we do or die and roll deep n-gg-
ain’t nothing sweet n-gg-, recognize the bl–dy clothes
ready to represent the grove wit two calicoes
i carry 4’s in my side pocket while yours c-ck a n-gg- mind poppin’
walk through you house wit my iron now when

this is for my n-gg-s who be keepin’ it tight
only lovin’ dime b-tches that f-ck on the first night
this is for my b-tches wit the style and grace
who ain’t hear nothing talkin’ but the benjamin face

i’m doin’ this for my n-gg-s who be keepin’ it tight
only lovin’ dime b-tches that f-ck on the first night
this is for my b-tches wit the style and grace
who ain’t hear nothing talkin’ but the benjamin face

i ain’t bull sh-ttin’ i trick ’em and run up in they kitchen
and she ain’t a nona deada my n-gg-s then i’m splitin’
get a code-red hop in the jag and fled
pump ‘nore’ number six, b-tch give me some head

and for you n-gg-s out there who be jacking the wrist
got a new group for ya, nina ross and the clips
and from the hip i shoot, if you wanna get loot
bout to tell ya the truth, i’m more focused i’m born in the lou’

this is for my n-gg-s who be keepin’ it tight
only lovin’ dime b-tches that f-ck on the first night
this is for my b-tches wit the style and grace
who ain’t hear nothing talkin’ but the benjamin face

i’m doin’ this for my n-gg-s who be keepin’ it tight
only lovin’ dime b-tches that f-ck on the first night
this is for my b-tches wit the style and grace
who ain’t hear nothing talkin’ but the benjamin face

i ain’t no busta n-gg-
came up out that holly grove dungeon n-gg-
flame up and toast let it get sparkin’ up in here
you don’t make out alive very often up in here

i’ma speak on behalf of the c.m.b. partna
i’m a sweep off ya air if its standing beef partna
i skeet off a bag of the dilly-d partna
slip me on a mask hit the benz wit three choppers
weezy-wez partna

four karats in my earring, five around my knuckle
six wrap the wrist, check the belt buckle
leave them wit it look like nelly i didn’t know
if you was the jackie frost why didn’t you say so

somebody gotta shine my n-gg- why not me
even my dentist told me floss 7 days a week
freeza brought out the piece gucci and hat sweet
b-tter soft leather seats for trash talkin’ freaks

i’m doin’ this for my n-gg-s who be keepin’ it tight
only lovin’ dime b-tches that f-ck on the first night
this is for my b-tches wit the style and grace
who ain’t hear nothing talkin’ but the benjamin face

i’m doin’ this for my n-gg-s who be keepin’ it tight
only lovin’ dime b-tches that f-ck on the first night
this is for my b-tches wit the style and grace
who ain’t hear nothing talkin’ but the benjamin face

i’m doin’ this for my n-gg-s who be keepin’ it tight
only lovin’ dime b-tches that f-ck on the first night
this is for my b-tches wit the style and grace
who ain’t hear nothing talkin’ but the benjamin face

i’m doin’ this for my n-gg-s who be keepin’ it tight
only lovin’ dime b-tches that f-ck on the first night
this is for my b-tches wit the style and grace
who ain’t hear nothing talkin’ but the benjamin face

i’m doin’ this for my n-gg-s

uh, uh, ha bet ya no were ready for that one hu, ha, ha
we know ya didn’t see that one comin’
uh, uh eeyah, uh, uh wodie

- nelly lyrics

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