lirik lagu nuk - we made niggaz boss up
[intro]
(damjonboi)
[verse 1: brikk fair]
n~ggas mad, i can see it in they faces
dog b~tch basic, i wouldn’t even hit her, dog
we got it snowin’ in july like it’s winter, dog
nuk just pulled up with the top off
i’m so high, i can’t even f~ckin’ see, bro (i can’t see)
amiri jeans, pocket full of c~notes
lil’ freak b~tch, she got a deep throat
n~ggas f~ckin’ with us, they must be sniffin’ coke
pulled up in the ‘vette
on south beach lookin’ for a cold b~tch (cold)
with that mouthpiece, man, i got like forty racks on me (forty~ball)
i’m tryna spend it all, we ain’t come to play, we came to have a ball
all these cold hoes, i’m tryna hit ’em all
all my old hoes call me a dog
man, i’m rockin’ gucci when it’s out of season (out of season)
i got a hundred on me for no f~ckin’ reason
[chorus: brikk fair & nuk]
yeah, we got dog pound, but, n~gga, this ain’t cleveland (f~ck nah)
when you see them guys out, n~gga, we barely speakin’
cookin’ yola, cover up our face before we inhale
south beach with thirty out the top, the whip fishtail
f~ck the feds, i’d rather sell a brick before i ever fall
lil’ n~ggas really turned up quick without no meditall
we sent some shots at the club like we bet on golf
these hoes fallin’ off, it been a while since they met a boss
[verse 2: nuk]
we still got the best dog, they be like who is we?
brikk caught a brick of good dreams, all we do is sleep
we still hit the road, we save they shows, we do three a week
my boys know to change that pipeline if they spot a leak
we spent a hundred all on guns, we in combat
goin’ to get these m’s with my brothers, f~ck a contract
f~ck your n~ggas in the sky, i need mine back
i’ma keep it loyal with my n~ggas ’til my line flat
we ain’t out here fakin’ ties, this beyond rap
send g.o to pittsburgh with ’bout an ionce pack
i’m still trappin’ in the hills, but i’m behind jack
these n~ggas fakin’ all they trips, they beyond cap
[chorus: brikk fair & nuk]
yeah, we got dog pound, but, n~gga, this ain’t cleveland (f~ck nah)
when you see them guys out, n~gga, we barely speakin’
cookin’ yola, cover up our face before we inhale
south beach with thirty out the top, the whip fishtail
f~ck the feds, i’d rather sell a brick before i ever fall
lil’ n~ggas really turned up quick without no meditall
we sent some shots at the club like we bet on golf
these hoes fallin’ off, it been a while since they met a boss
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