lirik lagu young nudy – outro
[intro]
yo pierre, you wanna come out here?
they don’t make n-ggas like me no more
h-ll nah
[chorus]
i told ’em i’m the truth
i told ’em yeah i got the juice but not oj the juice
i told ’em i’m the man, yeah i run in thirty-two
i told ’em yeah i keep a glock, it hold ’bout 32
i told ’em i’m the sh-t, i told ’em i got his b-tch
i told ’em that i was gon’ get this money, i wanna be rich
[verse 1]
i told ’em that they lame as f-ck, these n-ggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh-t
i told ’em, then i showed ’em, then i flexed on ’em
yeah i pulled up in that h-llcat with that check on ’em
yeah i pulled up at the texaco, got good smoke
uh-huh i got that stupid gas, i got good smoke
and i got that brick, yeah that fishscale, that good blow
and i’m movin’ blow like i’m n that movie blow
n-gga try to play i’ma get yo -ss blown
just like this blunt that i just smoked
yeah, haha
slime you be on that real bullsh-t
[chorus]
i told ’em i’m the truth
i told ’em yeah i got the juice but not oj the juice
i told ’em i’m the man, yeah i run in thirty-two
i told ’em yeah i keep a glock, it hold ’bout 32
i told ’em i’m the sh-t, i told ’em i got his b-tch
i told ’em that i was gon’ get this money, i wanna be rich
[verse 2]
god d-mn
h-ll yeah i sold my soul but i’m not mojo
never snitchin’ on a n-gga, send me to deathrow
i’m a real street n-gga, mama ain’t raise no ho
catch me on the block, i’m from bouldercrest road
h-ll yeah i’m pde
h-ll yeah i’m ctd
h-ll yeah it’s money over b-tches, sh-t so mob
and h-ll these n-ggas ain’t f-ck, yeah they cannot f-ck with me
and h-ll yeah you lookin’ for me, i’m out in these streets
and h-ll yeah i’m on the block, i’m on the front street
[chorus]
i told ’em i’m the truth
i told ’em yeah i got the juice but not oj the juice
i told ’em i’m the man, yeah i run in thirty-two
i told ’em yeah i keep a glock, it hold ’bout 32
i told ’em i’m the sh-t, i told ’em i got his b-tch
i told ’em that i was gon’ get this money, i wanna be rich
[outro]
haha
you told ’em slime, you told ’em
shh, pierre just want went crazy on that motherf-cker too
can’t even flex
motherf-ckin’ nasty
yeah n-gga
pierre motherf-cker
nasty beat
really everything we make really just be fire
like he make the beat, i make the music
i’m in the booth, i’m tellin’ the truth
sh-t it’s simple as that, that’s all it is
and the checks just keep rollin’ in n-gga
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