Young Nudy - No Deal lyrics
Young Nudy [Quantavious Tavario Thomas] Atlanta, Georgia.U.S.
[Young Nudy - No Deal lyrics]
Bruh, wassup bruh?
Y'all niggas ain't even in this mu'fucka'
Rollin' up no mu'fuckin' dope, bruh
Y'all got that bih lookin' like a
AA meetin' in that mu'fucka', man
What's happenin', goddam? LA meetin'
Roll up the dope, man
Y'all niggas trippin', man (Crazy)
I got big dope up in here with me partna'
I got big dope, I got big dope (Uh) haha
Yeah, shit sound crazy
People say I'm changin'
Church say I'm famous, don't feel like that
I just want some money, niggas steady hatin'
They ain't gettin' no money, boy
Don't feel that
You just want the blueprint, nigga follow me
Nigga I'm the king in the streets
I got it like that bitches on my dick, dawg
I can't help this shit
Whole lotta money, yeah
I'm livin' like that
Shootin' like that, talkin' like that
Walkin' like that pipin' like that, bitch
I'm really livin' 'bout that
They be talkin' this and that but
They ain't really 'bout that
Scary shit turn to shit, yeah
They all about that
Not a dollar, they ain't gettin' it
Bitch, I'm really gettin' it
Came from crumbs and pennies
Yeah, bitch, I'm havin' racks
That mean my whole team eatin'
Yeah, bitch, we eatin' crab and
Lobster when we feast, yeah
I got rosta, shotta, mobster's
Movin' in these streets
You gotta move like a mobster
Nigga don't move like mobster
Goons come and take yo' shit, they
Try to wipe you off, they'll rob you
(Slime)
Yeah, shit sound crazy
People say I'm changin'
Church say I'm famous, don't feel like that
I just want some money, niggas steady hatin'
They ain't gettin' no money, boy
Don't feel that
You just want the blueprint, nigga follow me
Nigga I'm the king in the streets
I got it like that bitches on my dick, dawg
I can't help this shit
Whole lotta money, yeah
I'm livin' like that
Nigga can not rob a fuckin' robber
They'll rob ya'
Shoot you in the face, my homie
That's not a problem
45 Glock, uh, that bih revolvin'
It don't matter to me shawty
I don't want no problems (Ha ha ha)
Yeah, you can bring me all the smoke
I want the I'll smoke
Bringin' all the fuckin' smoke
To your front door
Have ya' fuckin' front lit like a TV ho
Front line, makin' videos
Laughin' at these
Niggas while we fuckin' they hoes, yeah
Make them videos
That's why I'm fuckin' ya' ho
I be fuckin' they ho
Nigga hate I be rockin' the shows
Get ten thousand dollars for a show
Used to get 500, just to show
Nine fifty-five hundred, to to walk through
Yeah, I'm gettin' money, nigga
What about you?
Icy diamond, bitch, I got that shit shinin'
(Shit shinin')
Whole lotta money on me, bitch
I'm blindin' (Bitch, I'm blindin')
I don't know, shit crazy
(Bitch, I'm blindin')
Yeah, shit sound crazy
People say I'm changin'
Church say I'm famous, don't feel like that
I just want some money, niggas steady hatin'
They ain't gettin' no money, boy
Don't feel that
You just want the blueprint, nigga follow me
Nigga I'm the king in the streets
I got it like that bitches on my dick, dawg
I can't help this shit
Whole lotta money, yeah
I'm livin' like that
I'm livin' like that, nigga
Yeah, livin' like that forreal-forreal
Forreal, forreal, forreal, forreal
Big pussy bitch smokin' forreal, forreal
Forreal