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lirik lagu young nudy - fish & chips

[intro]
yeah
i’m from the eastside, right?
you know, we ain’t have no handouts (uh~huh)
we ain’t have no big homies (ah, yeah)
we ain’t come from no really low, low drug dealin’ communities
we come from, you know, gun slangin’, g~ngb~ngin’ (coupe)
you feel what i’m sayin’?
that’s how you get it, n~gga, rob, and they gon’ take some money
you know what i’m sayin’? it’s a few n~ggas that trap
we salute the ones who trap, you feel me?
shoutout to the n~ggas that trap (if you gonna hate, be a hater, n~gga)
if you on the eastside then you really know what the f~ck goin’ on
d~mn
i heard these n~ggas mad ’round the f~ckin’ city
(i heard these n~ggas mad ’round the f~ckin’ city) for what? i made it
d~mn (i’m tellin’ y’all)
[verse 1]
n~ggas mad ’cause we didn’t have to sit in the trap (sit in the trap)
i made five million, p~ssy n~gga, just off rap (just off rap)
i heard a p~ssy n~gga mad ’cause he rap and he trap (rap and he trap)
i remember all the times, sh~t, i had to rap and go trap (rap and he trap)
i had to wrap up my strap, had to turn ’em to a napkin (yeah)
fold a n~gga up and disappear sh~t like magic (magic)
drop sh~t on n~ggas’ heads, shooter go super savage (savage)
cliqued up with some p~ssy n~ggas, now they mad ’cause we have it (yeah, we have it)

[chorus]
d~mn, that b~tch got slumped, did her wrong, he in traffic (d~mn)
i sent my shooter, man, my shooter get dirty and nasty (yessir)
my main shooter, rich shooter, d~mn, that n~gga have it (they have it)
they mad ’cause we come from the eastside, ain’t no trappin’, just blastin’ (yessir)
these n~ggas trappin’ off the porch, g~ngb~ngin’ and crashin’ (what’s brackin’?)
we didn’t have no big homie to do no mothaf~ckin’ handlin’ (uh~uh)
we had to get it on our own, do you b~tches understand it? (uh~huh)
if any n~gga started trappin’, he would rap before it happened (yessir)

[verse 2]
this sh~t get poppin’ on the eastside, they’ll do you real nasty (do you real nasty)
first they’ll catch a n~gga slippin’, leave a b~tch in the past (d~mn)
these n~ggas runnin’ ’round with switches, they’ll shoot you real fast (yessir)
i love the city, don’t f~ck up, they let me slide and get a bag (d~mn)
i walk around with nothin’ but robbers and some trappers (trappers)
all the trappers got their pack from f~ckin’ with the robbers (the robbers, yeah)
and we work together gettin’ money, not a problem (nah)
everybody got to eat, n~gga, ain’t n0body go starvin’ (nah)
why you tryna creep, lil’ n~gga? (hol’ on) no, you not no robber (not no robber)
all the internet gangsta sh~t need to stop (stop ’em)
all that “mask out” sh~t, that’s how n~ggas pop ya (pop ya)
i call n~ggas b~tches in they face, it wasn’t no problem (uh~uh)
and i make they homie go away, it wasn’t no problem (no problem)
and i smoke his b~tch~ass while i’m rappin’, b~tch, no problem (no problem)
tell them folk to catch up with this smoke or we gon’ solve ’em (gon’ solve ’em)
all i see is red, and like a sign, i’ma stop ’em (yessir)
and i’m bangin’ blood (blatt)
got out the streets, i got out the mud (yessir, blatt)
n~gga don’t understand when you bangin’ blood (uh~huh, murder)
gotta use your hands when you bangin’ blood (yo)
i get hands~on with n~ggas, put ’em in the mud (uh~huh)
[chorus]
d~mn, that b~tch got slumped, did her wrong, he in traffic (d~mn)
i sent my shooter, man, my shooter get dirty and nasty (yessir)
my main shooter, rich shooter, d~mn, that n~gga have it (they have it)
they mad ’cause we come from the eastside, ain’t no trappin’, just blastin’ (yessir)
these n~ggas trappin’ off the porch, g~ngb~ngin’ and crashin’ (what’s brackin’?)
we didn’t have no big homie to do no mothaf~ckin’ handlin’ (uh~uh)
we had to get it on our own, do you b~tches understand it? (uh~huh)
if any n~gga started trappin’, he would rap before it happened (yessir)

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