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nesty floxks – undertaker lyrics

[verse 1: macho 8oh]
n+ggas be acting, like they crazy
they just do it, for the net
they know our body, when we spinning
we don’t talk we go straight in they ‘jects
ebk choppa, he on nothing
when i catch him put one in his head
i swear i got love for my cousin
but i’m tryna catch one of his friends
who came to my block and made a movie?
hold on wait, n0body
we get to (?) and we bending
in the trunk it’s a shotty
hold on wait, ‘cause i’m wilding
‘cause the boys tryna lap me
if you ain’t wit’ it, why you in it?
this sh+t getting rough, we making it rocky
like, d+mn, these n+ggas can’t f+ck wit’ us
we them n+ggas that’s bringing that heat
i know a opp that ran wit’ his gun
these n+ggas is p+ssy these n+ggas is sweet
4 poles deeps in the car and the d’z on our ass
i swear i’m digging that v
catch me an opp, glahh, glahh, glahh
d+mn, we rocked him to sleep
[verse 2: nesty floxks]
like, catch me a ski
boom, boom, boom
like, d+mn, i put him to sleep
like, hold on wait
creep, creep, creep
like, d+mn, i came wit’ my creeps
if you dropping my jet, you gon’ die
you was dropping the jet i ain’t letting it slide
ak threw 10 hanging out the ride
when i walk in the spot, i came wit’ the guys
like, let’s walk up on feet, i’m shooting like thompson
i came wit’ my n+ggas i know that they flocking
like, flock at a flocka, straight on timing
naz loc got hit in his noggin
like, let’s walk up on feet, i’m shooting like thompson
i came wit’ my n+ggas i know that they flocking
like, flock at a flocka, straight on timing
naz loc got hit in his noggin
like, edot dead and i’m notti bopping

[verse 3: macho 8oh & nesty floxks]
grab your leg, yeah, dougie hopping
like, me and (?) like batman and robin
and me and ak like jordan and pippen
i went on that block toting on that
you know what we doing, completing the mission
i see a opp i swear i’ma fl!ck it
like, d+mn, why they running and dipping?
[verse 4: nesty floxks]
never gon’ hide that i’m the jet
like, you better show some respect
on my way to the top and they fess
let them keep hating
i’ma just flex
big bag, big check
wit’ the gz, they tryna catch reck
free (?), tryna fl!ck at his head
i was tryna catch rippy but that n+gga dead

[verse 5: macho 8oh]
and thunder keep dissing, that sh+t need to stop
i’m smoking they dead’s, (?) got popped
who that lacking on sev block
back out the knocks, they know my bop
like jb dead, jb dead
and nazzy we smoke him a lot
yellow dead, noah dead
and diddy got caught at the (?)

- nesty floxks lyrics

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