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young nudy - judge scott convicted lyrics

yo pierre, you wanna come out here?

did what i did, what i had to n-gg-

i done robbed a lot of n-gg-s ’cause i had to, n-gg-
i ain’t have no food on the table, n-gg-
i ain’t have no motherf-cking cable, n-gg-
mama didn’t have no job, we would stay with n-gg-s
had to go and get that gun so we were able, n-gg-
yeah, and i would run in them streets
lowkey with the heat
i ain’t have no f-cking daddy
yeah, that gun was my pappy
yeah. that b-tch made sh-t happen
yeah, that b-tch started clapping
i was in the hood for real, young n-gg- started trapping
fell in love with that rug and i swear it turned me up
fell in love with them hundred dollars, i swear i ran it up
fell in love with them b-tches, man i swear i love to f-ck
where them percs at dawg?
sh-t (f-ck), you can p-ss me a molly, i go brazy on your ho
you can p-ss me a perc, i go slow up on the stroke
you can p-ss me the lean, i can sip until i’m gone
god d-mn, rollin’ up the gas so i can’t think straight
(so i can’t think straight)
so i can’t think straight
sippin’ on the lean just to make the pain fade
i see a lot of n-gg-s like to hate on the slime
hate sh-t turn it to a motherf-ckin’ crime
god d-mn n-gg- i was motherf-ckin’ cryin’
all the time, you b-tchin’ all the time
i’m in the street for real, i’m gettin’ this money all the time
you should’ve made this money, ‘stead of motherf-ckin’ cryin’
’cause i be getting this sh-t all the motherf-ckin’ time
ain’t flexing, but real convicted felon
i keep that felon on me and my dogs they not telling
i don’t f-ck with p-ssy, if you lame i don’t smell it
he, i know you wasn’t with me
same n-gg-s from day one, they on the block still with me (gang)

i’m trying to find the widow

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