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young thug - no hysiding lyrics

[intro: solo lucci]
foreign money
[?] don’t wanna be that n-gga, yeah
so f-ck ’em

[verse 1: solo lucci]
i told my momma “f-ck a job, sh-t i’m trappin’, i done got in too deep” (i did)
never follow rules, sh-t, that’s cool, sh-t wasn’t really meant for me (no)
ever since the day granny died, it f-cked me up mentally (d-mn)
so i stay strapped up ready to ride on all of my enemies (woo, woo)
young n-ggas’ll shoot on the block just tryna get famous (brrrt, brrrt)
it’s only one rule on the block, don’t sell dope to strangers (oh no)
hunnid ’round yo’ [?], you not really good at [?] (you better)
’cause they gon’ do the [?], they guapin’, how could you blame ’em? (i’m like)
f-ck ’em (f-ck ’em), f-ck that b-tch [?] don’t trust ’em (no)
got the type of [?]
i’ma be skeetin’ robitussin (woo)
then wake up and make a [?] (yeah)
that lil’ b-tch know about this thuggin’ (rich)
speak to him forever, hold your peace
[?] ain’t no ho in me (no)
see, n-ggas be talkin’ that gangsta, but when it get gangsta, they hide (they hide)
they walk in the [?] like gangstas, but that’s a disguise (that’s a disguise)
i remember the days when i used to slap n-ggas for lyin’ (n-ggas for lyin’)
but i ain’t the same n-gga i was and you better thank god (woah)
’cause these n-ggas p-ssy, they p-ssy
chop a n-gga [?]
hop out on foot (d-mn), smoke a n-gga like kush (woah)
and i ain’t sayin’ i’m a k!ller (woo)
well, p-ssy n-gga, don’t push (oh no)
i’ma trapper turnt rapper, it’s gon’ cost a half a bird just to book (brrr, brrr)
for real (no, no, no, no, no)

[pre-chorus: solo lucci]
no hysiding (no hysiding)
momma didn’t teach me nothin’ but surviving (surviving)
these n-ggas be talkin’ that gangsta, but they lyin’ (these n-ggas lyin’)
and if i say the word, my n-ggas ridin’ (woo)
don’t pipe me up (yeah)

[chorus: solo lucci]
woah, woah (woah)
talkin’ that sh-t is a no no (no)
all of my n-ggas on [?] (woah)
and they be ready for war, so
don’t pipe me up (don’t pipe me up), hey
this ain’t no hysiding (no hysiding)
and if i say the word, my n-ggas mobbin’ (no, no, no)
don’t pipe me up (hey)
don’t pipe me up (don’t pipe me up)
don’t pipe me up (don’t pipe me up), hey
don’t pipe me up (don’t pipe me up)
don’t pipe me up, hey (hey, hey)
no hysiding (no hysiding)
and if i say the word, my n-ggas ridin’ (no, no)
don’t pipe me up

[verse 2: young thug]
i been takin’ miley cyrus, yeah (thugger)
even when i’m not geeked up, b-tch, i’m still ridin’ (rrrr, rrrr)
all my n-ggas [?] that n-gga down (yeah)
dressed in all black like i’m batman, all my n-ggas ridin’ (yeah)
stack that cash and get yo’ n-ggas up the street (swear)
i’m just in the ‘yo, but i still got a hunnid racks on me
i had a cutlas tinted tints, you can’t see me (no seein’)
as you can see, i just made stevie wonder [?] (what?)
i’m standin’ on the mothaf-ckin’ block with a rock in my pants, yeah
i know some
[?] had dog food before ralo (what?)
back when we was tryna k!ll each other with hollows
ooh, i wore fubu before a coupe (wh-what?)
i was taught to get [?] for your [?] (new [?])
i know some of my words are twisted ’cause these screws (you dig?)
don’t forget i paid a hunnid racks for these, too (127)
if you play with my crew, all i’ma tell you is–

[pre-chorus: solo lucci]
(no, no, no, no, no) no hysiding (no hysiding)
momma didn’t teach me nothin’ but surviving (surviving)
these n-ggas be talkin’ that gangsta, but they lyin’ (these n-ggas lyin’)
and if i say the word, my n-ggas ridin’ (woo)
don’t pipe me up (yeah)

[chorus: solo lucci]
woah, woah (woah)
talkin’ that sh-t is a no no (no)
all of my n-ggas on [?] (woah)
and they be ready for war, so
don’t pipe me up (don’t pipe me up), hey
this ain’t no hysiding (no hysiding)
and if i say the word, my n-ggas mobbin’ (no, no, no)
don’t pipe me up (hey)
don’t pipe me up (don’t pipe me up)
don’t pipe me up (don’t pipe me up), hey
don’t pipe me up (don’t pipe me up)
don’t pipe me up, hey (hey)
no hysiding (no hysiding, no)
and if i say the word, my n-ggas ridin’ (no, no)
don’t pipe me up

[outro: young thug]
i got you, fool
f-ck is you thinkin’, n-gga?
yeah, real ysl sh-t, you know what i’m sayin’?
yeah, my big 40 make sure all y’all stay shawty, b-tch

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