Young Nudy

Impala

Young Nudy

EA Monster


Hahahahahaha, uh
COUPE
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (See, now we don't give a fuck
'bout none 'round in this motherfucker) , uh, uh, yeah
Uh ('Cause you get money
you ain't gotta worry 'bout shit
you feel me?) , uh, uh, uh, uh
(But if you ain't get no money, nigga
you a got a motherfuckin' problem) , uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh (And if you is gettin' money
and you's a pussy nigga
that's a motherfuckin' problem) , uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh ('Cause you got a nigga
like me out here, nigga) , uh, uh, uh, uh
(I'm on yo' ass nigga, I don't play no games)

Pull up in a all-black Impala four deep
me and my dawg creep
We got one finna put his ass to sleep
I don't think he seen me coming
when I'm dumping hit 'em cross the street
You know we get to stomping get
to running who that at the street (Boom, boom, boom)
That street sweeper
That. 223 that bitch gon' hit 'em from his head to his feet
That pussy nigga thought I was one
of them other niggas nah i ain't sweet
They must ain't told you, bitch I'm a gangsta
Yes sir, I am from the streets (I'm from the streets)
I don't have problems with none
of my enemies they know what's up with me
(They know what's up with me)

Pussy
I'm known for terrorizing
Got twenty four on my back I swear to God
I really done caught hell 'bout it (Hell)
Them bodies and I swear I keep it brick
I cannot talk about it (Yeah)
But only thing I do is pop my shit
that's how I talk about it (Yeah)
I really don't know nobody
like my gang we really 'bout it
Nigga step up to the plate
I show you we against everybody (Batter up)
You know you niggas don't wanna be dead, don't get beheaded
'Cause you know we ready
and we four deep strapped up in Chevies

Pull up in a all-black Impala four deep
me and my dawg creep
We got one finna put his ass to sleep
I don't think he seen me coming
when I'm dumping hit 'em cross the street
You know we get to stomping get
to running who that at the street (Boom, boom, boom)
That street sweeper
That. 223 that bitch gon' hit 'em from his head to his feet
That pussy nigga thought I was one
of them other niggas nah i ain't sweet
They must ain't you, told bitch I'm a gangsta
Yes sir, I am from the streets (I'm from the streets)
I don't have problems with none
of my enemies they know what's up with me
(They know what's up)

Yeah, and we got choppas
I don't wanna show these pussy niggas, they not no problem
You know we gonna ride with these choppas (Choppas)
You thought it was a biker gang (Yeah)
Damn how we popped him
He thought we was the Sniper Gang
The money that I got, your money not the same
When we step, ready to smoke a nigga choo-choo train
Smoke a nigga shit up like a chimney come down like grinch
I'm feeling like I'm Santa when your ho get on my sleigh
I pay your bitch rent just to find out where you lay
It's money on your head, I know what I do
I don't play (I don't play nigga)
Yeah, this how I play (uh uh, do not play)
Slimy (I don't play nigga)

Pull up in a all-black Impala four deep
me and my dawg creep
We got one finna put his ass to sleep
I don't think he seen me coming
when I'm dumping hit 'em cross the street
You know we get to stomping get
to running who that at the street (Boom, boom, boom)
That street sweeper
That. 223 that bitch gon' hit 'em from his head to his feet
That pussy nigga thought I was one
of them other niggas nah i ain't sweet
They must ain't told you, bitch I'm a gangsta
Yes sir, I am from the streets (I'm from the streets)
I don't have problems with none
of my enemies they know what's up with me
(They know what's up)

Compositores: Edward Maclin Iii Cooper (Coupe), Quantavious Tavario Thomas (Young Nudy)
ECAD: Obra #42483093

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