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21 lil harold – turnt lyrics

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[intro: young nudy]
you a b+tch
you a b+tch n+gga
(gang sh+t) coupe
n+gga (yeah, yeah)
n+gga (yeah, yeah)
you p+ssy ass n+gga (yeah, yeah)
n+gga (yeah, yeah)

[chorus: young nudy]
all you f+ck n+ggas (ooh)
p+ssy ass n+ggas (ooh)
lame ass n+gga, talking sh+t, b+tch n+gga (huh?)
’cause i’m a rich n+gga (what?)
i keep a stick, n+gga (huh?)
i get n+ggas k!lled, i don’t give a sh+t n+gga
and i (what?) stay fly
i stay up in the sky (woo)
you know i stay high, i’on even know why
but i [?], i know your hoe a [?] (uh)
i got in her mouth and then i skrrt

[verse 1: young nudy]
okay, pull up in a ski skirt and serve some bands (serve some bands)
feel like money [?], got that [?] paper tag (okay)
stick on me, dawg, on dirty like that (dirty)
dirty thirty, that’s my motherf+ckin’ man (yeah)
and you know i ride with a ski mask (ski mask)
black flag, okay, that’s a red flag (red flag)
these n+ggas say they want no toe tag (toe tag)
[?] traffic is moving bad but i catch ya on busses (pow, pow, pow)
slime ball, it’s the church of cash
anything go down then i’m wit’ it, man (i’m wit’ it man)
okay, i step on n+ggas so i step on toes (b+tch n+gga)
and i don’t give a f+ck ’bout n0body if you didn’t know (okay)
[chorus: young nudy & 21 lil harold]
all you f+ck n+ggas (ooh)
p+ssy ass n+ggas (ooh)
lame ass n+gga, talking sh+t, b+tch n+gga (huh?)
’cause i’m a rich n+gga (what?)
i keep a stick, n+gga (huh?)
i get n+ggas k!lled, i don’t give a sh+t n+gga
and i (what?) stay fly
i stay up in the sky (woo)
you know i stay high, i’on even know why
but i [?], i know your hoe a [?] (21)
i got in her mouth and then i skrrt (21)

[verse 2: 21 lil harold]
i be four deep (four deep), wasn’t me (wasn’t me)
two guns, shorty, big b’s (blood gang)
duck your top, fifty+thousand on you, get you dropped (you’s a dead n+gga)
a whole hundred rounds for the cops
nudy keep smokin’ on the opps (smokin’ dead n+ggas)
sneak dissin’ get yo’ ass folded up (folded up)
a whole fifty rounds in this bentley truck
n+ggas talking crazy like they big as f+ck (like they big as f+ck)
run up on h+dawg, we gon’ eat you up (gon’ find you [?])
n+ggas like to pop it a lot, i drop it a lot
have my lil’ cousin runnin’ your spot, he takin’ your wife (b+tch, p+ssy)
[chorus: young nudy]
all you f+ck n+ggas (ooh)
p+ssy ass n+ggas (ooh)
lame ass n+gga, talking sh+t, b+tch n+gga (huh?)
’cause i’m a rich n+gga (what?)
i keep a stick, n+gga (huh?)
i get n+ggas k!lled, i don’t give a sh+t n+gga
and i (what?) stay fly
i stay up in the sky (woo)
you know i stay high, i’on even know why
but i [?], i know your hoe a [?] (uh)
i got in her mouth and then i skrrt (uh, okay)