Young Nudy - Colombian Necktie lyrics

Young Nudy [Quantavious Tavario Thomas] Atlanta, Georgia.U.S.

[Young Nudy - Colombian Necktie lyrics]

We were muhfuckin' kickin' doors nigga
(Lil' blicky, doo doo)
Upgraded, high point now
(Muhfuckin' TVs and shit, nigga)
, upgraded, 50, 45
(20Rocket on this beat, so it's gon' knock)
Young nigga cutthroat shit, nigga

I moved in paradise with Chico, me and G5
(Me and G5)
Bitch, we's a always had a lick
You know I'm down to go slide
(Down to go slide)
Now I'm back on my shit and
I'm back with my guys
(Gang, back with my guys)
Used to pull up, kick doors
Now I'm home invadin' (Home invadin')
Slap a nigga with the pistol
Now his brain pavement
(Now his brains pavement)
Goddamn, you say that iron
Get your mind right (Get your mind right)
Know that from a nigga my
Momma used to fuck with (Used to fuck with)
And my auntie named me, yeah
She's a gangster bitch
(She's a gangster bitch)
And my uncle a real robber
Love that takin' shit

(I love that takin' shit)
And my daddy a real trapper evеn though
He left me for a bitch (Damn)
Damn, out hеre on my own
On this gangster shit
(On this gangster shit)
Growed up, made a lot of enemies, I
Got guns, make them fold up, okay
(Uh, huh) me and all my nigga
We was bangin' cutthroat (yeah)
Used to walk through the cut
The Sun Valley shop with Keemo (Damn)
Hit me a lick and then I
Went and shopped with Deebo (Damn)
Ain't gon' lie
He used to try to teach me wise (yeah)
Always sayin'

"Go to school" but I got kicked out (Damn)
Now I'm stuck in the street and
My momma kicked me out (Man)
Now I'm goin' to haunted house
Tryna make a way out (Phew)
Started gettin' on them xannies
Now I'm feelin' fine (yeah)
Start spazzin' on my bitches
Say I'm trippin' now (Damn)
So I went and got on molly
Now I'm geeked out (Damn)
Neck, bite down, since you geeked on me in BB
(Me in BB)
They need to free my homie down, he got a 30P
(Damn)
I took that boot, walked out the door
Got in a shootout (Word)
Had forgot the other day I took a nigga tooth
(Word) he pulled up in that 'partment
All that fakin' like we cool (Huh?)
And I ain't had no straps in
Two weeks, nigga, you snooze, you lose
(Lose) i snatch it awfully loud then cock
It back and told him, "Move"
(Move) my dawg say you slime (Damn)

I thought y'all niggas was cool (Nah)
I said, "What that mean?" 'Cause
I took him out, he my broom
(What?) nah, fuck that nigga
He ain't claimin' what I'm claimin' too
(Nah, straight up)
Fuck you mean, nigga? Fuck them niggas, nigga
(Ah)
You trippin', these niggas ain't with us
Nigga know how we comin' (EA)
I ain't even gon' lie, shit
We broad with smoke
Built our name up with nothin' but smoke
(yeah)
We was hittin' licks, fuck trappin'
Where that kick door? (Okay)
And I can't lie

Shoutout to my nigga who wanted more
And my nigga talkin' 'bout but
He gone, they was trappin', ho
And another nigga who's a opp now
He's a pussy ho
Damn, I hate that shit had went
That way, I miss my buddy, ho
(Sqard) anyway, shit, time moves on
Know what I'm on took this shit to the west
Side, couple rulers and pussy, ho
Damn, I miss my youngin', he was a hitter
(Damn) , phew (Damn)
I done made somethin' happen for a pussy
Damn (Phew) , damn
They lock me in the jail cell with my career
Blam (Blam)
Bulletholes, he rockin' with me so
This shit won't jam (Jam)
Oowee, front street
Got 'em screamin' "yeah" (yeah)
'Cause they bitch wanna fuck, yeah
Know I'm a Blood, yeah (yeah)
Bitches love a gangster and big slime ball
Hell shell

Big 4L gang, bitch, you know who I'm in
(Uh, huh)
Mr zone 6, run this shit, Mr east Atlanta
(East Atlanta)
Mr fire With The Middle Finger, bitch (EA)
Mr fuck-Your-Ho
Don't take her to Ruth's Chris (Nah)
And she lovin' this blue cheese (yeah)
Drop the top and told that lil' bitch
"You cannot fuck with me" (Nah, bitch)
And you know I let that
Shit be known, play you, swiss cheese
(Swiss cheese) know that I'm a shotta so a
Bitch can never set up me (Uh, uh)
Know I been a robber and I
Let the bitch promote my nuts
Every time I stick it in

I know I'm diggin' in her guts (yeah)
And I beat your bitch raw
Gave that ho that smack down
You ain't have no clue that
Your bitch tryna fuck now (Uh, huh)
And I'm still pull up in a Tonka
Pocket full of hundreds
Get disrespectful with this shit and
Fuck his baby momma said I wouldn't be shit
(yeah) , damn
Look at all these commas (Damn)
Bitches always call my phone

They wanna hang with my baby momma (Word)
Neck, bitch, I fuck with
I put too much trust in her (Damn)
Gave that bitch money now
Think that I'ma fuck, nigga
(Hold up) kick that bitch to the curb
When I see a dick, nigga
(Ah, ah) hit that bitch a couple times
She love I'm a bitch-nigga
And I told her, and I showed her
I'ma fuck her friends
I'ma fuck one in my trap house
And I do that shit again (yeah)
'Nother pill kickin' in
Gotta fuck that shit again (O oh)
She my pill-poppin' friend, every
Time I fuck, i kill that shit (yeah)

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