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chucky tigue - my niggas lyrics

[intro: tymane] (e money)
ay, i see you money
ay f-cking right. (ev, chucky)
we drunk off that sky vodka. we out here mane
ten toes down.(you know what it is…)
all y’all f-ck n-ggas playing around in this field
getting tackled like a b-tch. we savage n-gga
we stand up for ours. gotta understand that
we out here

[hook: e money]
n-gga you dont be riding, n-gga we be rolling
all my n-ggas loaded, all my n-ggas smoking
me and my n-ggas bout it, and you better know it
this ain’t sh-t i should tell you cause all my n-ggas show it
its just me and my n-ggas, and they all my n-ggas
shout out to all my n-ggas, what up if you my n-gga
its just me and my n-ggas, and they all my n-ggas
shout out to all my n-ggas, what up if you my n-gga

[verse 1 : trill ev]
busting, thugging in public. i know you heard about me
n-ggas say they wanna k!ll tigue. but i ain’t worried bout it
all my n-ggas ain’t got no mind, and on some g sh-t
so if my n-ggas see 25 they ain’t gon be sh-t..
but a k!ller, a n-gga doing time, or a rich n-gga
im thugging, i ain’t got time for no b-tch n-gga
all my n-ggas gonna get money or gonna be in jail
so if you bullsh-t with my money im putting it in ya head..
like lil mark, my n-gga riding round out here wit no heart
and nez gone so you know how we rocking, “f-ck a jail” bar
my n-ggas, the n-ggas that i got real love fo’
so ain’t sh-t sweet my n-gga i’m retonto

[hook]

[verse 2: chucky tigue]
yea, riding round wit my n-ggas
everybody claiming that new paper, b-tch we bout them issues
tymane keep them pistols, can’t ride around in nothing foreign
cause i’m riding round with my n-ggas, and they riding round wit straight warrants
its played out to be talking bout “whose the realest”
in actuality man our realities different
cause while you do sh-t that seem real to you
i just sit back and laugh cause yall acting like b-tches
….tell me what it hit fo’
ev ran up in your sh-t but im the one who kicked the do’
money rip a man im gonna stomp him once he hit the flo’
put us all up on a track and see just how it cl!ck, ho

[hook]

- chucky tigue lyrics

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