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nuffsaid - walk freestyle lyrics

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[intro: nuff$aid]

-clears throat-
brooklyn…

[verse 1: nuff$aid]

nuffsaid reppin’ ny
where the hoes bad
but the rent high
where the young boy
let the lead fly
push the m5 thru bedstuy
turn the drive thru to a drive by
then we ride by throwing gang signs
gotta let ’em know that i bang mine
sending straight shots, no hang time
you know east ny been wild
got them sharpshooters chris benoit
bullets got em dancing
like hammer time
heard ya mans got hit last time
i replied back like “d-mn slime”
hit my milly rock on the dance line
on the same block where ya mans died
i could do this sh-t with my hands tied
beat the compet-tion by a landslide
i ain’t into dapping up fake guys
gotta keep my both hands sanitized
see i sit back and i -n-lyze
all the fake sh-t and the lies
a lot of snake n-ggas in disguise
glock got a beam on it
like the star trek enterprise
should’ve worked at the golden crust
cause we just out here selling pies
a lot of rappers don’t live they raps
they just out here selling lies
i just peep all the vibes
you can keep all the bribes
watch out! suit & ties
i don’t f-cks with those guys
feds had us doing the running man
like shawty lo and plies
they tryna lock n-ggas up
as the law implies
my lil bro did 5
my how time flies
they caught that n-gga by surprise
he was in the popeyes
4 piece with the fries
minute maid on the side
4 keys in the ride
left his keys in ride
loud pack on him stinkin’
adrenaline startin’ to kick in
already know what he was thinkin’
since when do pigs eat chicken

[bridge: nuff$aid]

a lot o’ n-ggas talk the talk
i never see em walk the walk
a lot o’n-ggas say they ball
i never em on the court
a lot o’ n-ggas flashing money
i never see the sh-t you bought
a lot o’ n-ggas claim they shooters
only time you pop sh-t is on the fourth

[verse 2: nuff$aid]

round 2 n-gga
ding, ding
spending young money n-gga
bling bling
copped the chicken wings
from the wing hing
me and ling ling
used to sling things
used to call his phone
tell him link link
toasting to the game
n-gga clink clink
be on the backstreet with my boys
but don’t call n-ggas nsync
heard you yapping off to the boys
word? you and the pigs throwing shindigs
tryna stack up like 6 figs
yeah i’m making moves like 6 jigs
got banana clips with the big figs
so don’t get smoked like a lit cig
cause my young n-ggas yeah they split wigs
running round town with the big sticks
you know money talks, linguistics
gotta treat this sh-t like a business
all my n-ggas into pushin’ heavy weight
and i ain’t talkin bout fitness
i don’t gotta tell you mans hot
just check the statistics
my gun go skrrr-pop-pop-pop
they gon’ check the ballistics
ya fam gon’ miss you on christmas
and that’s me being optimistic
kiss of death but no lipstick
just another dead piglet
gotta let ’em know sh-t lit
i don’t f-ck with no snitch tings
jealousy is all that this sh-t brings
n-ggas hate to see you do big things
i’m on pitkin with a tick tings
bout to cop a room at the days inn
shorty asian, call her beijing
cause her head game is amazing
p-ssy fire
like it’s cajun
let the beast out
it was caged in
you can hear the loud
that i’m blazing
brooklyn where they raised him
haters talk, it don’t phase him
balmain what i stays in
try to copy and paste him
a n-gga front then we gon’ waste him
what the f-ck was he thinkin’
do this sh-t without blinkin’
well connected, i’m linked in
and i don’t even got linkedin

[bridge: nuff$aid]

[outro: nuff$aid]

you on twitter talkin’ b-llsy
spreading mad rumors falsely
we was parked up on halsey
4 rings on the audi
new chain lookin gaudy
had ’em shook like the palsy
you ain’t on these type of waves
might as well get the baldy



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