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young nudy - right now lyrics

[intro: future]
wheezy outta here
if young metro don’t trust you, i’m gon’ shoot you

[chorus]
right now, you can hit me right now
laid up on a brick n-gg-, i can get it right now
want that n-gg- spit n-gg-? hit my flock right now
ten thousand, the other ten i’m cuffin’ it, right now
for real, out here p-ssy n-gg- better pipe down
i ain’t with that fan’ sh-t no more, i’m with that sprite now
hundred round drums on that stick, make him pipe down
shoot a n-gg- straight in his eye, tell him lights out

[verse 1]
all that talkin’ boy, you blessed
all that shootin’, you ain’t dead
and you know that i’m a k!ller
i will push up on you n-gg-s
slap the sh-t outchea
put the stick on this b-tch n-gg-, put the b-tch
yeah i know, you ho, yeah you p-ssy
and she just talkin’ ’bout a four, boy that ain’t real
and kelly, she just talkin’ ’bout man who the f-ck you k!ll?
i ain’t never seen him, i ain’t never heard nothin’ from n-body
i ain’t never you, in the hood, tryna catch a body
b-tch i’m max shield, shoot her, you know she tellin’ everybody
late night, we creepin’, yeah the whole gang
knowin’ how we slide n-gg-
minivan, hotboxin’ think gon’ slime n-gg-s
is you slime? how we slime? b-tch, i’m slime n-gg-
i slime n-gg-s, you don’t slime how i slime n-gg-s
you got a bag, i tell you, you got tags but i’m feelin’ draw down
you got a brick i’m finna buy brick and i’m gon’ draw down
you don’t know your sh-t, you don’t what you’re doin’ and n-gg- i’ma trick you right now
i’m from the 6 where n-gg- don’t play around
n-gg-s cross their own mans that they grow wit in the playground
yeah n-gg-, straight up, what the f-ck i’m talkin’ ’bout?
these n-gg-s don’t know what the f-ck i’m talkin’ ’bout
you ain’t never crossed a line, you don’t know what it is about
all this sh-t is funny when the street n-gg-s ask
n-gg-, who the f-ck wasn’t out here
b-tch, i better not ask you and y’all wasn’t out here

[verse 2]
n-gg-, yeah
throw your sets up n-gg-, what you claimin’ ’round here?
is you s-x, money, murder, what you bangin’ ’round this b-tch?
if you claimin’ pde, then throw your set up in the air
if these n-gg-s ain’t bangin’ with you, bang ’em, tell ’em f-ck they sh-t
b-tch outchere, daily n-gg- talkin’ crazy, yeah ho
send them shooters at yo’ door, make kid bait uh-huh
all this godd-mn money got goin’ crazy, uh-huh
i done went crazy with this f-ckin’ crazy, uh-huh
yeah right now, man you can get tricked you lil’ b-tch, you talkin’ right now
said you want that brick, you can call my phone right now
country boy just got his set trick a hundred pounds n-gg- right now
f-ck you talkin’ ’bout? n-gg-s ain’t trickin’ sh-t like how i trick ’em right now
let them come in the spot and tell a n-gg- pipe down
youngin’ put the smoke all on a n-gg-, tell him lights out, he dead

[outro]
lights out

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