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nutso thugn - old news lyrics

[intro]
i’m gettin’ that money, not worried ’bout you (blatt, blatt)
haha, haha (woah, woah, woah)
blatt, blatt, blatt (f-ck n-gga)
(you know what the f-ck brackin’, n-gga)
f-ck n-gga (whoop, whoop)

[chorus]
i’m gettin’ that money, not worried ’bout you
been f-cked on that bih’, yeah, that’s old news
n-gga, you p-ssy, can’t hit a l!ck wit’ you
put that boy on a plate, eat him like soul food
i nut on that bih’ face, she say i’m so rude
these n-ggas undercover cops, that boy blue
i eat up the beat, you know that i chew
pop at a n-gga, i’m screamin’ out, “whoop”
i’m gettin’ that money, not worried ’bout you
been f-cked on that bih’, yeah, that’s old news
n-gga, you p-ssy, can’t hit a l!ck wit’ you
put that boy on a plate, eat him like soul food
i nut on that bih’ face, she say i’m so rude
these n-ggas undercover cops, that boy blue
i eat up the beat, you know that i chew
pop at a n-gga, i’m screamin’ out, “whoop”

[verse]
i been did that, i got a sack
[?], you better get back
pop at his top if he talkin’ ’bout that
see what he ’bout if he screamin’ out “blatt”
aim out the back of the whip wit’ the mac
f-ck on a cougar b-tch, she had a heart attack
play wit’ the klan, i pull that sh-t back
no, n-gga, i’m not wit’ the chitter-chat
i get the green and i move that sh-t fast
nutso osama like the taliban
play wit’ the gang, put that boy in the can
wrap that lil’ n-gga a brick like saran
these n-ggas b-tches, compare them to peter pan
go get some money, stop holdin’ out your hand
i get a mil’ and i go buy some land
beat that boy wit’ the stick, battle of the bands

[chorus]
i’m gettin’ that money, not worried ’bout you
been f-cked on that bih’, yeah, that’s old news
n-gga, you p-ssy, can’t hit a l!ck wit’ you
put that boy on a plate, eat him like soul food
i nut on that bih’ face, she say i’m so rude
these n-ggas undercover cops, that boy blue
i eat up the beat, you know that i chew
pop at a n-gga, i’m screamin’ out, “whoop”
i’m gettin’ that money, not worried ’bout you
been f-cked on that bih’, yeah, that’s old news
n-gga, you p-ssy, can’t hit a l!ck wit’ you
put that boy on a plate, eat him like soul food
i nut on that bih’ face, she say i’m so rude
these n-ggas undercover cops, that boy blue (undercover cop)
i eat up the beat, you know that i chew
pop at a n-gga, i’m screamin’ out, “whoop”

[outro]
blatt, blatt
whoop, whoop
pop at his what?
see what he ’bout
aim out the what?
woah, woah, woah
woah, woah

- nutso thugn lyrics

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