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nuk & certified nique - no money كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(the circle)
(mia jay c)

[verse 1: nuk]
i got my fetty in, catch my drip just like it’s tokyo
i love switches, they know i keep b_tton like pinocchio
love hearin’ that mixture, it’s like listenin’ to the ocean flow
you paint that picture like you get it, tell me where your motion go
my b_tches, they like b_tches too, i get mad and hit his boo
pull up on him with so many k’s, they think i’m viktor bout
we not havin’ girl like cinderella when she miss her shoe
buy up so much fetty in december, i’m ebenezer scrooge
i split all my b_tches on the presser and they leave with bruise
got a pretty b_tch that only text me when she sendin’ nudes
i be coachin’ hoes before i stuff ’em, i’m like, “hear the rules”
you gon’ think i run with eminem how i be bringin’ proof

[chorus: doughboy clay & prell]
swearin’ that you n_ggas get money, n_gga, stop lyin’
your hustle was the same from last year, n_gga, stop tryin’
your crew ain’t gettin’ no money? n_gga, not mine
cross one of the mob if you want, n_gga, somebody dyin’
swearin’ that you n_ggas get money, n_gga, stop lyin’
your hustle was the same from last year, n_gga, stop tryin’
your crew ain’t gettin’ no money? n_gga, not mine (swear to god)
cross one of the mob if you want (huh?), n_gga, somebody dyin’
[verse 2: prell]
long live the guys, free the ones that’s in that pen’
cuddy d_mn near a dolphin, everywhere he go, got fin
any given day, can leave the crib with thirty shots
any given day, i feel a way, walk out with chop
it ain’t sh_t to make that happen, say the word, they torch the block
my new sh_t go like two hundred, i ain’t do sh_t to it, it stopped
yeah, n_gga, swear to god, they know that’s me every time
n_ggas silver spoon goons, they don’t know sh_t about that client
i’ma get it out the streets, i don’t know sh_t about no job
mama still on my ass ’cause i sold dope as 9_to_5
know some n_ggas that got spanked, but don’t know sh_t ’bout homicides
only care about that bag, i only move for dollar signs, swear to god

[chorus: doughboy clay]
swearin’ that you n_ggas get money, n_gga, stop lyin’
your hustle was the same from last year, n_gga, stop tryin’
your crew ain’t gettin’ no money? n_gga, not mine
cross one of the mob if you want, n_gga, somebody dyin’
swearin’ that you n_ggas get money, n_gga, stop lyin’
your hustle was the same from last year, n_gga, stop tryin’
your crew ain’t gettin’ no money? n_gga, not mine
cross one of the mob if you want, n_gga, somebody dyin’

[verse 3: nuk]
they gon’ shoot it through they veins before they hit it through they nose
i got boy and girl, my trap come with parental controls
i’m gon’ take ’em on the run before i try to ditch a load
i’m a chemist, i can spell the bag out in morse code
go on drills by myself, all my missions gon’ be road
f_ck the system, that’s on all my county pics before i pose
[verse 4: prell]
‘member pandemic was hot, i paid thirty_eight a ‘bow
i ain’t trip, b_tch, i was doin’ like six hundred every o
when that rap sh_t slowed down, i stayed afloat by sellin’ dope
i’d do a hundred years long as my son get what he want
gotta watch the ones i trust, never know who tryna rush (the circle)
i ain’t goin’ out for nothin’, drop a bomb, they play with us, i swear to god

- nuk certified nique

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