Young Nudy, NGeeYL, BanBwoi - KKK lyrics
Young Nudy [Quantavious Tavario Thomas] Atlanta, Georgia.U.S.
[Young Nudy, NGeeYL, BanBwoi - KKK lyrics]
You gotta motherfuckin' feel this shit, boy
BanBwoi (B-BlackMayo on the beat)
Runnin' through the streets (Grrt)
It was just me (Bop) , I was one deep (Deep)
If you want the pressure
Hit you with a M-A-C (MAC)
Cross a motherfucker at boy, at the key
(Chopper)
Everybody in the building know I love the K
Chopper (Draco, draco, draco, draco)
If your mans do you wrong, he ain't really
(No) these niggas out here lookin' stupid
Boy you left them bad
I don't know about that nigga though
(They don't know)
I heard that he used to pull kick doors
If he run up on me, I'ma let it go
(Stick gang) and I love motherfuckin' 4-Os
(Wipe his nose)
I remember I was servin' out thе O'
(Damn, boy)
But I had to level up, I had to grow
The dеvil 'round my back
While I fuckin' sleep (Fuck the devil)
But I know he cannot come in between
(In between)
What God plans for a young nigga (On God)
Couple years ago, I was pullin' triggers
I ain't talkin' pizzas nigga
But I might have to deliver (Bop, bop, bop)
Pull up with that 223
That bitch shoot like missiles (Grrt)
It go through your liver
Damn, yeah, I love how I'm livin' but I
I don't end up short like Too $hort
But I'm ridin' 'round with that
Damn torch, it'll hit you, leave you moist
And I'm eatin' shit like pork, nigga
(What? What? What?) i eat anything
(Eat) , put it in front of me
I'ma eat-eat (I'ma eat-eat)
And I'm ridin' 'round town
With a skeet freak
Play with me, that's a lot of shots
(Lot of shots) yL runnin' through the block
Damn, I can't believe that
Young nigga told on the gang
You is motherfuckin' disgraced
Ridin' 'round and the chopper
Ain't for display
Let that motherfucker loose and nigga
Bite your face (Bite)
I pray these blessings keep on coming my way
I hit her with the special move
I fucked her sideways
Damn, don't play that (Play that)
Young niggas pull up on you
(Bag) , and I hit your whole clique
I be on that bullshit, if you play
You get hit (Bitch)
And I'm on that dumb shit
Chopper beside me, it's in the trunk, bitch
Runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep
If you want the pressure
Hit you with a M-A-C (MAC)
Cross a motherfucker at boy, at the key
(Chopper)
Everybody in the building know I love the K
Ayy runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep
(Tay Keith, this too hard)
Black ho' like Keesha, Dracos and reefer
We don't do that slow shit, fast car
You can't keep up and my motor geeked up
(Tay Keith, what the fuck up, nigga?)
Like me, you know I'm geeked up (Geeked up)
And you know, got wine, got wine on the seat
Bruh i don't wanna see ya
I make sure you won't breathe
(You won't breathe) i fuck your bitch
She tell me where your shit
And wipe you clean (And wipe you clean)
And if your people lookin' for me
They know where I be (Where I am)
I ain't tryna hide from no
Nigga in these streets (In these streets)
You know I like smoke
You can send it in to me (It in to me)
You know I kill folks, man
This shit ain't none to me
(Ain't none to me)
This all about the money, but my life is MOB
(MOB)
Runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep (Deep)
If you want the pressure
Hit you with a M-A-C (C)
Cross a motherfucker at boy, at the key
Everybody in the building know I love the K
Ayy runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep
(Tay Keith, this too hard)
BanBwoi (B-BlackMayo on the beat)
Runnin' through the streets (Grrt)
It was just me (Bop) , I was one deep (Deep)
If you want the pressure
Hit you with a M-A-C (MAC)
Cross a motherfucker at boy, at the key
(Chopper)
Everybody in the building know I love the K
Chopper (Draco, draco, draco, draco)
If your mans do you wrong, he ain't really
(No) these niggas out here lookin' stupid
Boy you left them bad
I don't know about that nigga though
(They don't know)
I heard that he used to pull kick doors
If he run up on me, I'ma let it go
(Stick gang) and I love motherfuckin' 4-Os
(Wipe his nose)
I remember I was servin' out thе O'
(Damn, boy)
But I had to level up, I had to grow
The dеvil 'round my back
While I fuckin' sleep (Fuck the devil)
But I know he cannot come in between
(In between)
What God plans for a young nigga (On God)
Couple years ago, I was pullin' triggers
I ain't talkin' pizzas nigga
But I might have to deliver (Bop, bop, bop)
Pull up with that 223
That bitch shoot like missiles (Grrt)
It go through your liver
Damn, yeah, I love how I'm livin' but I
I don't end up short like Too $hort
But I'm ridin' 'round with that
Damn torch, it'll hit you, leave you moist
And I'm eatin' shit like pork, nigga
(What? What? What?) i eat anything
(Eat) , put it in front of me
I'ma eat-eat (I'ma eat-eat)
And I'm ridin' 'round town
With a skeet freak
Play with me, that's a lot of shots
(Lot of shots) yL runnin' through the block
Damn, I can't believe that
Young nigga told on the gang
You is motherfuckin' disgraced
Ridin' 'round and the chopper
Ain't for display
Let that motherfucker loose and nigga
Bite your face (Bite)
I pray these blessings keep on coming my way
I hit her with the special move
I fucked her sideways
Damn, don't play that (Play that)
Young niggas pull up on you
(Bag) , and I hit your whole clique
I be on that bullshit, if you play
You get hit (Bitch)
And I'm on that dumb shit
Chopper beside me, it's in the trunk, bitch
Runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep
If you want the pressure
Hit you with a M-A-C (MAC)
Cross a motherfucker at boy, at the key
(Chopper)
Everybody in the building know I love the K
Ayy runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep
(Tay Keith, this too hard)
Black ho' like Keesha, Dracos and reefer
We don't do that slow shit, fast car
You can't keep up and my motor geeked up
(Tay Keith, what the fuck up, nigga?)
Like me, you know I'm geeked up (Geeked up)
And you know, got wine, got wine on the seat
Bruh i don't wanna see ya
I make sure you won't breathe
(You won't breathe) i fuck your bitch
She tell me where your shit
And wipe you clean (And wipe you clean)
And if your people lookin' for me
They know where I be (Where I am)
I ain't tryna hide from no
Nigga in these streets (In these streets)
You know I like smoke
You can send it in to me (It in to me)
You know I kill folks, man
This shit ain't none to me
(Ain't none to me)
This all about the money, but my life is MOB
(MOB)
Runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep (Deep)
If you want the pressure
Hit you with a M-A-C (C)
Cross a motherfucker at boy, at the key
Everybody in the building know I love the K
Ayy runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep
(Tay Keith, this too hard)