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spur willy - red nigga lyrics

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[introduction: spur w-lly]
ya know, -that’s just what i guess-, was suppose to be the original name of piece. but y’all b-tch–ss, red n-ggas got me thinking differently. y’all know what i talking about. f-cking -red n-ggas-, man. kurse-a trues’ gone busy with y’all sh-t. n-gga, i don’t care what color you is or what color you represent. you gone die man. red n-ggas, man, let’s go

[verse 1: spur w-lly]
n-gga think he got that hot sh-t, he down two goonies
them real n-ggas, roll around, they be flashing toolies
unlike me, n-gga
never hustle for weed, n-gga
they expectations exceeded
they cries were unheeded
gave up and conceded
now my n-ggas proceed
to the streets where they needed
stop these n-ggas who pleaded that they got defeated?

nope
can’t take back what you said, (f-cking right)
claim you harder than h-ll, n-gga you gone be dead, (f-cking right)
claim you barter with h-ll, n-gga you still gone be dead, (fake -ss n-ggas)
either way, in the end, i’ma have yo head. (you f-cking dead)

either way in the end, i ain’t bout that weak dope
f-cking red n-ggas, all you do is drop the soap
f-cking red n-ggas, all you do is f-cking hope
that i ain’t the realest n-gga here, keep you under the microscope. (n-gga)

[hook: spur w-lly]
when you up in the hood, gotta finga on tha trigga
cos you turn up in the hood, you’s a dead n-gga
you’s a dead n-gga
i got myself a bread winna
don’t know who the f-ck you is, cos you’s a dead n-gga
dead
you f-cking dead n-gga
dead
you f-cking red n-gga
dead
put that pistol at the back of yo head n-gga
dead
you f-cking dead n-gga
dead
you f-cking red n-gga
dead
put that pistol at the back of yo head n-gga
dead

[verse 2: spur w-lly]
educated throughout his life yet he be misread n-gga
painted throughout his life, now he a red n-gga. (red)
once you a red n-gga, there ain’t no way ahead my n-gga, (my n-gga)
you think that you so hard, you ain’t bankhead n-gga. (n-gga)

you think that i ain’t hard, i done behead a n-gga. (behead a n-gga)
you think that you gone sprout, you ain’t no homestead n-gga
you see what i be doing, built my farmstead n-gga
for sure as i’ll ever go, cherry red riverbed n-gga. (you dead)

it’s safe to say that n-gga you gone probably die
reimburse yourself, clarify that my price multiplies. (like plies)

so when you n-ggas hit me up all around downtown
an you think you in my circle spinning round, round, round
just think that the sad part about this is you n-ggas all gone be dead in the ground
guess y’all just don’t even know it yet
how much you wanna price that you ain’t gone rebound?

[hook: spur w-lly]
when you up in the hood, gotta finga on tha trigga
cos you turn up in the hood, you’s a dead n-gga
you’s a dead n-gga
i got myself a bread winna
don’t know who the f-ck you is, cos you’s a dead n-gga
dead
you f-cking dead n-gga
dead
you f-cking red n-gga
dead
put that pistol at the back of yo head n-gga
dead
you f-cking dead n-gga
dead
you f-cking red n-gga
dead
put that pistol at the back of yo head n-gga
dead

[verse 3: spur w-lly]
goodbye to you n-ggas who can’t verify
goodbye to you n-ggas who just can’t resupply
goodbye to you n-ggas who now qualify for me to specify
an underlie
an amplify
the sh-t you do make me wanna n-gga to go bye, bye, bye, bye
y’all n-ggas never reply to my fee makin me think y’all wanna die, die, die, die
too much time wasted fake gee’s, unlike like me who don’t cry, cry, cry, cry
all this time i wait on y’all dee-n-gga on set finna ask me why, why, why, why
waste my time
i’ll have you bagged
finna come through the hood
real n-gga
watch y’all eyes drag

[hook: spur w-lly]
when you up in the hood, gotta finga on tha trigga
cos you turn up in the hood, you’s a dead n-gga
you’s a dead n-gga
i got myself a bread winna
don’t know who the f-ck you is, cos you’s a dead n-gga
dead
you f-cking dead n-gga
dead
you f-cking red n-gga
dead
put that pistol at the back of yo head n-gga
dead
you f-cking dead n-gga
dead
you f-cking red n-gga
dead
put that pistol at the back of yo head n-gga
dead



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