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nunnie da iii - fight for new york freestyle lyrics

why do y’all mention mention my gang if y’all never gon’ bend?
clapped him, brodie done did it again
shot in his leg, the dummy tried to spin
and we smokin’ kai loc, n+gga died wit’ his friends
troopers, my n+ggas movin’ too tact’
blaze tried to bend and he ain’t make it back
n+ggas had izzy bm in the trap
if he jack he from pitkin then he gon’ get packed
f+ck all the opps, n+ggas know what i do
if i catch me a dizzy, i bet he get boomed
i’m a trooper, better get in tune
and we yellin’ out “wag” when we step in the room
like, boomer and mali got sent to the moon
and we still pitkink, so we smokin’ on pooh
he get shot if he throwin’ up wooo
he could go out like nate, that lil’ n+gga a fool
like, drizzy and aggy got put in a spliff
and [?] went out onna whip
like kdot got shot and was yellin’ “i’m hit”
white savv been died and they still ain’t do sh+t
like when y’all lil’ n+ggas gon’ pick up a stick?
big knock, sh+t got a kick
i keep a pole, i can’t go out like mitch
how you jackin’ us k and i’m f+ckin’ ya b+tch? like
man i done had enough, why do these lil’ n+ggas think they tough?
the ville keep losin’, all they do is bluff
and we smokin’ that boy who got lined by a mutt
like wait
f+ck it, let’s spin the gut
it was ghost town cause them n+ggas duck
if we spot him, we got him, hit that n+gga up
i’m always tryna score, they callin’ me a [?]
all of these pitkin n+ggas got me high, we twist up the grady and mix it wit’ kai
johnny got beat ’til he wasn’t alive and they still ain’t do nothin’, get back for ya guys
they don’t ever do nothin’ but lie
every time that we spinnin’, all them n+ggas hide
they ran on kai loc and they left him to die
and we smokin’ on grady, n+gga got me fried
like hol’ on wait, no we ain’t shootin’ from deep
walk ups, we rather do it on feet
we take trips and we don’t need a v, ’cause we tryna get close and put ’em on a tee
watch out, tdot be dumpin’ the gleesh
five shots is a bum, n+gga where is your breesh?
wit’ a n+gga and my ‘ooters elite

- nunnie da iii lyrics

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