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young nudy - we do not give up lyrics

[intro]
yeah, sticked up the worst way (oh, lord, jetson made another one)
4l gang, n+gga
pull up gang

[chorus]
got too many sticks, no runnin’, knock ya leg down (ooh)
we be aimin’ for the temple, hold your head down (the truth)
you don’t wanna beef with me, better get your bread up (nothin’ new)
you don’t wanna beef with gang, better get that lead up (uh+huh)
n+gga know what’s up with us (yeah), we don’t give a f+ck (nah)
if you know you know, we will not give up, f+ck (nah)
ooh, i like to get them n+ggas hit up, f+ck yeah, yeah, yeah (hahaha), yeah, word

[verse 1]
you put your all into these b+tches, i know (i know)
i put my all into my wrist, i know (i glow)
and now my trigger finger itchin’, i know (i know it)
don’t make me smoke you like i’m smokin’ my blunt (my blunt, n+gga)
last n+gga tried to stomp, he got his ass rolled in my blunt (my blunt, n+gga)
last n+gga tried to play tough, he got his head puffed up (puffed up)
last n+gga tried to pull a bluff, he got his folk shot up (shot up, my n+gga)
last n+gga played with us, he got my dawg locked up (well, d+mn)
these n+ggas be snitchin’ and b+tchin’ when the gang pullin’ up (pull up)
got these hoes itchin’ and twitchin’, percocets on us (oh yeah)
and the double cup, we sippin’, another liquor, pour it up (pour it up)
shawty wanna drive the boat, i tell that ho, “suck me up” (ho, suck me up)
i be havin’ a lotta of this sh+t, baby girl, i got that stuff (got that stuff)
n+gga say he playin’ with slime, he know he got me f+cked up (got me f+cked up)
if i say it and i mention the word, that sh+t so up (sh+t so up)
and it’s stuck up, bet, ain’t no comin’ down, we pullin’ right up (pull up, gang)
[chorus]
got too many sticks, no runnin’, knock ya leg down (ooh)
we be aimin’ for the temple, hold your head down (the truth)
you don’t wanna beef with me, better get your bread up (nothin’ new)
you don’t wanna beef with gang, better get that lead up (uh+huh)
n+gga know what’s up with us (yeah), we don’t give a f+ck (nah)
if you know you know we will not give up, f+ck (nah)
ooh, i like to get them n+ggas hit up, f+ck yeah, yeah, yeah (hahaha), yeah, word

[verse 2]
gas left, smash fast car, expensive nasty ho
and i got your ho, the stupid broad, she just give me throat
she just give me throat some more, let’s go
kick her out the door (out the door)
back to the door, you already know, gotta make some more (make some more), yeah
i get it sw+ngin’, i get it sw+ngin’, i get it sw+ngin’ (get it sw+ngin’)
hid this dope in all the hinges and the feds already thinkin’ (already thinkin’)
they won’t do no competition, spin sh+t, no thinkin’ (no thinkin’)
think you post up in my hood, like, “what the f+ck is you thinkin’?” (what the f+ck is you thinkin’)
like, “what the f+ck is you bangin’?” (huh), like, “what the f+ck is you claimin’?” (claimin’)
everybody know ’bout slimeball and 4l gang, we dangerous (we dangerous)
everybody know ’bout slimeball shawty, somewhere out here stankin
shawty have you lost and found, somewhere out here stankin’, “oh my god”

[chorus]
got too many sticks, no runnin’, knock ya leg down (ooh)
we be aimin’ for the temple, hold your head down (the truth)
you don’t wanna beef with me, better get your bread up (nothin’ new)
you don’t wanna beef with gang, better get that lead up (uh+huh)
n+gga know what’s up with us (yeah), we don’t give a f+ck (nah)
if you know you know we will not give up, f+ck (nah)
ooh, i like to get them n+ggas hit up, f+ck yeah, yeah, yeah (hahaha), yeah, word

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