50 Cent, Young Buck, Boosie Badazz - Nigga Nigga lyrics

So what you sayin', boy? You a shooter, boy?
Nigga, we don't care who you shot
Nigga, quit talking money 'round rich niggas
Nigga, we don't care what you got
Bitch, I got six niggas that hit niggas, boy
I don't give a fuck
Especially when I'm lit, nigga, real shit
Nigga send a bitch to line you up
Boy, I don't chit-chat when I click clack
I might ask a nigga, "What's up?"
Pull off in an Aston, pull up in a hooptie
Then you fuck-niggas getting fucked
Talking 'bout rapid-fire, automatic, brrrrrt
Bang nigga, hit everybody, I said everybody
Laying right there where they stand, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You ain't sprayin' nothing
You ain't laying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
'Til you do something


Niggas out here putting that work in
And I'm cool, nigga
Like that cup I put my purp in
You ain't 'bout the strap, you
Ain't 'bout that knife
You ain't 'bout that life
You ain't 'bout that, that gangsta shit
You ain't 'bout that
When it's on we'll have you broad day
Or night, you ain't 'bout that, right?
You ain't 'bout that life, that gangsta shit
We 'bout that

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga you ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing

They're not GGA, you play
I'm gon' see what's happening with ya
I don't talk it out, don't rap about it
I'm not these rap niggas
Got a maniac mind-state
Will increase the crime rate
Me and every nigga on my
Team got a bathroom, bitch, try me
You ain't sayin' nothin'
That's Twitter talk
I'm from where real niggas walk
Crackers tried to lynch me
But couldn't get me cause I'm real smart
Heart of a lion
What that mean? I got a big heart
Certified in style
Been like that since a lil' boy
Nigga, who you talking to? You know
What I'll do to you
Transvestite your bitch-ass
Make you work out in a hula hoop
Street king, Boosie, boo
Did things that turn you Christian
Let it burn, fuck the consequences
What you saying? I'll burn you
Bitches to the ground with no mercy
I promise you from Baton Rouge to Cashville
Niggas gon' ride for Boos'
So what you saying? yeah, don't tell me
You don't wan' see my mind twisted
Oh, you pussy talking like these bitches
When i see you that's your issue, nigga

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga you ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing

Fresh out these handcuffs
Dopeboy fucking these bands up
Thick bitch, watch when she stand up
She just bounce, nigga, nigga, nigga
I'm brick money, my nigga nigga, you
An ounce, you ain't shit, money
I'm rent money, I get money
A bitch better get what she can get from me
Got tats all on my body
My paperwork coming back clean
Me and Boosie just tryna help
BG get through his fourteen
I don't want liquor, I just want lean
I caught two bodies on four beams
I gotta slow down
(fuck that shit, we home now)
Well nigga, nigga, nigga
It's going down, point 'em out
And I'mma point blank it, point blank
I will have you emptying everything
You have in your bank
Bitch, I ain't get no visit's
I just done my time, ho
Bought your bitch so many bottles
Turned into a wino
Stomp a nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga ass out in these Giuseppe's
All my bitches on par
All my niggas got felonies
Don't do that, you ain't 'bout
That, you don't sell that
You don't count that
You might grew up being around that
You weren't there where we
Was gettin' down at lil' nigga
(lil' nigga, lil' nigga, lil' nigga)

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga you ain't saying nothing
Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga
You ain't saying nothing