lirik lagu young nudy - ea (original)
[intro: young nudy]
yo
yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
yeah, i’m from the middle finger
i’m from the eastside, five, zone 6
east atlanta, ea
brick city, yeah
l!cks, all that sh~t
(that way)
sticks, all that sh~t
hoes, set a n~gga up, all that sh~t
yeah, all that sh~t
in the club, beat a n~gga ass, take a n~gga chain, all that sh~t
[chorus: young nudy]
i’m from the five, middle finger, zone 6
dirty land, dirty sticks
bad b~tches gettin’ hit
put a n~gga on a l!ck
rob a n~gga for a brick
rob a n~gga for his sh~t
young n~gga fall off, turn into a snitch
never turn into a b~tch
gotta keep it cool, homie, rob his ass quick
never fallin’ off, do a n~gga bad, rob him for his stash (do that)
n~gga talkin’ like he a real gangster, put that stick on his ass (yeah, shoot that)
gotta keep that sh~t one~hunnid with you, never switch on your mans (yeah, one~hunnid)
go and gеt some money, gotta get somе money
never hold your hand
[verse 1: young nudy]
i’m the type of motherf~cker n~gga never had my hand out (never n~gga)
stupid motherf~cker, in my pocket n~gga, know i got my cash hangin’ out (fifties,hunnids)
big thirty on that motherf~cker, long ways know that b~tch hangin’ out (thirties)
bad b~tch, late night, with the slimeball know she like to hang out
middle finger with the 5, zone 6, b~tch, that’s where i hang out (ea)
apartments, late night, where a motherf~cker like to do them shootouts (slime)
you ain’t bout’ what you talkin’ bout’, you can’t hang out (hang out)
please don’t try to jump off the porch, you too old now
lame~ass n~gga (lame~ass n~gga)
wannabe street n~gga (d~mn)
sweet~ass n~gga (sweet~ass n~gga)
put on the plate, eat, n~gga (eat up)
you ain’t bout it, n~gga (you ain’t bout it, n~gga)
i been in the street (streets)
(for how long, slime?)
since i was like thirteen, n~gga
[chorus: young nudy]
i’m from the five, middle finger, zone 6
dirty land, dirty sticks
bad b~tches gettin’ hit
put a n~gga on a l!ck
rob a n~gga for a brick
rob a n~gga for his sh~t
young n~gga fall off, turn into a snitch
never turn into a b~tch
gotta keep it cool, homie, rob his ass quick
never fallin’ off, do a n~gga bad, rob him for his stash (do that)
n~gga talkin’ like he a real gangster, put that stick on his ass (yeah, shoot that)
gotta keep that sh~t one~hunnid with you, never switch on your mans (yeah, one~hunnid)
go and get some money, gotta get some money
never hold your hand
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