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yung ro – 1.2.3 nooobooody lyrics

n-body!
and a 1 and a 2 and a 3 n-body!
and a 1 and a 2 and a 3 n-body!
my n-gg- sip, my n-gg- e, my n-gg- b, n-body!
my n-gg- j, my n-gg- shay, my n-gg- p, n-body
come and f-ck wit n-gg-, come and f-ck wit it (n-body!)
who gon f-ck wit it n-gg-, who gon f-ck wit it (n-body)
my n-gg- sip, my n-gg- e, my n-gg- b, n-body!
my n-gg- j, my n-gg- shay, my n-gg- p, n-body
come and f-ck wit n-gg-, come and f-ck wit it (n-body!)
who gon f-ck wit it n-gg-, who gon f-ck wit it (n-body)

you won’t find another artist, who can sound like me
j-mac, won’t find another rappa who can shine like me
you won’t find another kid, ahead of his time like me
their ain’t a hustla alive, who can grind like me
and ive bin, dyin’ to meet someone who grime like me
ain’t possible, n-body! got a mind like me
who can go over ya head, make ya rewind that beat
play catch up, and don’t catch up, to rhyme thats we
wit no ice, no gold, i still shine when i speak
smokin’ till i’m jus, (whew) blowin’ pinds of weed
in a old school hoop, screens behind the seat
boogie, stunned marko, x and i cant find the sweat
i’m tired of n-gg-z eatin’ for free, when i grind to eat
i got a lost bullet, who wanna play finders keeps
bois gettin’ c-cky now, it’s bout time to speak
real n-gg-z show me love, and haters grind they teeth
you got plex, b-tch throw me, shoot a nine at me
and i’m like a butcher, cause i handle all kinds of beef
people askin’ mac, how he go about findin’ me
cause i already got three verses done, i had to find a beat
kissed my main chick, and had the girl cryin’ for weeks
but ain’t nuthin changed, you got n-body, start dryin’ ya cheeks
the game, has bin tooken, look it how they lookin’
the way i drop this light weight, before they even fly the hook in
gyeah, ay
i’m from the place where they box, and don’t break no fights
in n-body land, we get trained to break yo mics
shake up dice, speak once don’t say thangs twice
give my n-gg-z love, new comers don’t shake hands light
over dance them dumb n-gg-z, they gon pay us twice
some cookin’in my kitchen, and we don’t bake up rice
a born hustler, bin one ain’t gave up right
i’m so fast i had to slow down, and wake up life
haha, lemme slow it down, do a show and clown
while on the streets, theres rowin’ sounds
see how fast it go around
gyeah, where my n-body team
paid in full, color changin’ click, nah i mean
uh huh, i’ma young fly c-cky
m-th- f-cka,and ain’t n-body gon stop me
girls love me, they say yung ro crazy
plus she love the way i hop out, and say what’s up baby
they say yung ro so coo, what a foo
he is, ro no mami i’m so meish
ye, i’m me, yung ro, f-ck wit it, n-body!

and a 1 and a 2 and a 3 n-body!
and a 1 and a 2 and a 3 n-body!
and a 1 and a 2 and a 3 n-body!
ye, ye, n-body!

and a 1 and a 2 and a 3 n-body!
and a 1 and a 2 and a 3 n-body!
my n-gg- sip, my n-gg- e, my n-gg- b, n-body!
my n-gg- j, my n-gg- shay, my n-gg- p, n-body
come and f-ck wit n-gg-, come and f-ck wit it (n-body!)
who gon f-ck wit it n-gg-, who gon f-ck wit it (n-body)
my n-gg- sip, my n-gg- e, my n-gg- b, n-body!
my n-gg- j, my n-gg- shay, my n-gg- p, n-body
come and f-ck wit n-gg-, come and f-ck wit it (n-body!)
who gon f-ck wit it n-gg-, who gon f-ck wit it (n-body)

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