Letra de One Dolla - Young Nudy

Yo, yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out?

Uh, okay, okay

For real, okay

Yeah

Okay, your pack just landed, they calling me a crash dummy

Wrap this fucking nigga like a mummy dummy, yeah

Yeah, okay, yeah, okay, yeah, okay, yeah, okay

Licks on tops of licks, moves on top of moves

Juggs on top of juggs, nigga just bring them tools

Tools on top of tools, yeah jugg, gotta wipe him out

We gon' wipe them out, we gon' X them out

He ain't what we on, they ain't what we on, gang gang

I be on some gang, you ain't gang, you is lame

Fuck you think? Fuck you gang

Cross you out, give a fuck 'bout your stain (Fuck your stain)

Real big homie, fuck big homie, no big homie

Gang members only, PDE only

Y'all niggas ain't gang, fuck you homie

Shootin up that, gotta take that, run off with dat

Niggas ain't with that, take off your pack

Nigga you a bitch nigga, turn into a rat

Yeah go splat this, go splat that, rat-a-tat-tat

Fully automatic Glock in my hoodie

Stick in my bag, where them niggas at? (Where he at?)

I'm with this, you ain't with that

I'm bout that, you ain't bout this

You ain't bout that, pull this grip on you, bouta bust your ass

Yeah, I got the .30, he got the .30, everybody 730

I'm so blood, he so bloody he's so blood, still cross out bloods, still cross out Bloods

(Still cross out Bloods)

I'm so slimy, slime so grimey

I be crossing niggas out

Same nigga tryna hang around my house

Damn I can't help it, yeah

Giving these niggas the blues

Nigga, I been in these streets

Just been putting niggas really on the news

Back in the days don't wanna hear about it

All these niggas really talk about

Nigga really really live about it

Nigga I really been about it

Nigga better ask somebody

Nigga better know somebody

Nigga I kill somebody

Nigga been itching for a body

Lately I been going crazy (Cray)

Thinking I be thinking crazy (Cray)

Nigga I been thinking crazy (Cray)

Nigga I been thinking shady

Nigga I don't know what I'm thinking, I don't

I don't know what I'm thinking, oh

Late nights I be clutching homie

I don't really trust nobody

I don't really fuck with nobody

Really don't hang with nobody

You know me I'm a loner, yeah

Tryna catch your bitch I'ma bone her

Blowing big blunts I'm a stoner

When it get done motherfucker I'm a loner (Loner)

Hell yeah that bitch

I just be passing these bitches

I don't be cuffing these bitches

I just be fucking all these bitches

I just be giving hoe the stitches

I just be cutting bitches out

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