Young Nudy – 2face

Young Nudy – 2face Lyrics

Artist: Young Nudy
Song: 2face

I’m leanin’, so you need to be leanin’
Yeah
We all drank, n#gg#
Smoke one, big toast, n#gg#, big smoke, f#ck an opp, killer (COUPE)

Uh, uh, okay, uh
Smokin’ grabba, no leaf (Yeah)
And my gas not cheap (Uh-uh)
Ridin’ with a lil’ freak (Yes, sir)

She wan’ suck me to sleep (Ooh-wee)
While I beat to the beat (Uh-huh)
Know I’m ridin’ and I’m higher than a m#th*rf#ck*r, know I’m sippin’ on drank now (Yeah)
And I poured me a whole damn deuce out the motherf#ckin’ pint (Pint)

And my pockets crispy, blue cheese, got this sh#t out the bank (The bank)
All this money on me make a b#tch #ss wanna faint (Woo)
She gon’ put me on a lick ’cause she know I’m that n#gg# (Yeah)
I’ll put this pistol on ’em, make ’em strip somethin’

Back in the day, that was the way that I made somethin’ (Yeah)
If they pay me money, I might blaze somethin’, okay
Roll up a Swisher, R.I.P. my n#gg# (R.I.P. my n#gg#)
Gotta pour one out for all my n#gg#s, R.I.P. my n#gg#

Tombo, that’s my n#gg#, Dez, Lil Terry, that’s my n#gg#
Stacks-O, Chicken, man, R.I.P. my n#gg#, all my f#ckin’ killers
Free my n#gg# (Yeah), free Turk, he’s a real n#gg# (yeah)
Peaced up with a real n#gg# (Yeah), Yo kept it real, n#gg# (Uh-huh)

Slime (Uh, uh)
Okay (Uh)
Smokin’ grabba, no leaf (Yeah)
And my gas not cheap (Uh-uh)

Ridin’ with a lil’ freak (Yes, sir)
She wan’ suck me to sleep (Ooh-wee)
While I beat to the beat (Uh-huh)
Know I’m ridin’ and I’m higher than a m#th*rf#ck*r, know I’m sippin’ on drank now (Yeah)

And I poured me a whole damn deuce out the motherf#ckin’ pint (Pint)
And my pockets crispy, blue cheese, got this sh#t out the bank (The bank)
All this money on me make a b#tch #ss wanna faint (Woo)
I’m No Limit ’cause I’m doin’ what a n#gg# can’t

Swervo spent a whole ticket just on sippin’ drank (I did)
Ever smelt a real brick? Boy, them b#tches stink
Rolls truck, Lam’ truck make them b#tches faint (Skrrt)
I miss bein’ in the street ’cause rap a dirty game (‘Cause rap a dirty game)

Want wars, we was clappin’, I got sturdy aim
Foenem act like hurricanes, they got dirty names
We was blowin’ thirty-twos ’til them thirties came (Thirties came)
Focused on a hundred mil’, tryna change lanes

I run through a hundred bills tryna maintain (Just tryna maintain)
In the booth and doin’ drills feel like the same thing (Same thing)
I couldn’t see that rainbow until the rain came (Rain came), ayy, slime
Yeah, uh (Okay), uh

Smokin’ grabba, no leaf (Yeah)
And my gas not cheap (Uh-uh)
Ridin’ with a lil’ freak (Yes, sir)
She wan’ suck me to sleep (Ooh-wee)

While I beat to the beat (Uh-huh)
Know I’m ridin’ and I’m higher than a m#th*rf#ck*r, know I’m sippin’ on drank now (Yeah)
And I poured me a whole damn deuce out the motherf#ckin’ pint (Pint)
And my pockets crispy, blue cheese, got this sh#t out the bank (The bank)

All this money on me make a b#tch #ss wanna faint (Woo)
Okay, make a b#tch beg, n#gg#, please
Make this b#tch beg for the cheese
Make that b#tch beg for the blunt

b#tch wanna hit n#gg# weed
Know I’m a dog, you know I got fleas
I stay in the jungle, hangin’ in the trees
The stick that I hold, it knock down leaves

I’m on the Xan’ like Tarzan, b#tch
Move through the bars when I’m in the 6 (Yeah)
n#gg# tryna get me locked in this b#tch
Move like a gangster, you ain’t stoppin’ this sh#t

Move like a wanksta, you p#ss#
You ain’t no gangster, you p#ss#
You and your homies, they p#ss#
You got your chain took, you p#ss#

None of my n#gg#s ain’t p#ss#
I can’t even hang with no p#ss#
I just like f#ckin’ on p#ss#
I got a Glock for you, p#ss#

Make a n#gg# red as period, p#ss#
Make a b#tch set you up, call that Siri, p#ss#
In the club, know we serious-lookin’
Like I’m the sh#t

Catch him out, f#ck n#gg# murked
Red light, n#gg#, dirt
Shump, n#gg#, do the worst
Pull up hoppin’ out a vert

Used to bustin’ n#gg#s and skeet-skrrt
All-black t-shirt, that how we work
All that we work, that ain’t work
Send one man, he do the worst (Yeah)

And all my n#gg#s some killers, berserk
We do sh#t big people ain’t heard of
Know we like sex, money, murder
Thuggin’ ’til them folks won’t let up

Throw my sh#t up, I won’t let up
Tell my opps I got ’em wet up
I be gettin’ n#gg#s poppin’ right now, I ain’t stuntin’ no next up
Get some money, go get ketchup

Stuck on mustard, need to hustle
I got blue cheese, I got salad
And I got karats, they can’t have it
Pop my sh#t, now what’s up, doc?

Daffy don’t hang on my block
Servin’, trappin’ on my block
One-stop shop, come buy a block
(You crazy, boy)
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Young Nudy Lyrics – 2face

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From the album:
DR. EV4L [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021