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nuk - gang members lyrics

[intro]
jose the plug

[verse 1]
himalayan all on my body, mr. w_ng with me
only here to smoke through my hood, we all gang members
send a n_gga right to the lord, they say he save n_ggas
cop me some dope and then i blew up like the trade center
shh, they say them bullets really changed n_ggas
how you hard and five different discoveries got yo’ name in it?
you ain’t gangster, even if they cuffed you, you would hang with ’em
i see these little n_ggas goin’ down and takin’ names with ’em
we don’t f_ck with law
three dracs, a hundred rounds a piece, so you can’t duck ’em all
all twelve, all act around, we was like, “f_ck ’em all”
n_ggas from my past see us out and say, “what’s up wit’ y’all?”
shh, and we don’t give a f_ck
we gon’ keep on f_ckin’ up that money ’til they sick of us
count money and schedule nuts to bust
meet a b_tch and put it in her mouth, it’s like a suction cup
[verse 2]
we don’t never see these n_ggas out ’cause they’re scared of us
like i just got out, i keep the mag, and i’m quick to bust
b_tch, you know what’s up with us
once it’s there, it’s stuck with us
bro, i be like double dutch
that’s your b_tch, she tryna f_ck
i just made ten, it’s time to double up
i’ll beat a n_gga ass, but i got mad, put your knuckles up
brody dropped some wokky in the glass, he don’t like double cup
just f_cked a n_gga b_tch, and he in love, boy, you dumb as f_ck

[interlude]
ayy, i say, “just f_cked a n_gga b_tch, and he in love, boy, you dumb as f_ck”

[verse 3]
keep my seven drank, and i can’t stop, pass me another cup
tried to stop the player, think i’m sweet? boy, you dumb as f_ck
oh, that’s yo’ b_tch, little n_gga? yeah, she a sl_t
i just want the head, little b_tch, i’m kinda in a rush
i find my slime when he get the pack
these n_ggas talkin’ like they street but never been in that?
why these n_ggas talkin’ like they scared but never caught a jack?
little b_tch tastin’ like my shoes, b_tch, i [?]
this n_gga sick, he heard his b_tch a fed
last time i checked this little b_tch ain’t even have no man
i had my little n_ggas pull up in a minivan
probably on some ps when you see me, i’m the percy man
[verse 4]
thirty minutes out with the ps, let me surface first
boy, when we use the fish scale, ain’t for surf and turfs
bouta roll all fifties, presidential, let me get my turn
got a b_tch with gucci b_tch waist, she let grip her curves
i ain’t gon’ tell her when i hit it, i’ma keep my word
either way i hustle for my sh_t, i got it off the curb
shh, and that’s what in reserve
i can’t love a b_tch, they draftin’ n_ggas like they david stern
told him, “hit me when the bails land,” only want the strong
he gon’ shoot him with the mailman, think he caught him alone
shh, now that’s the work we know
we the ones who chickened in the field, it’s like the turkey bowl
how we do the bricks, we be scannin’ more than idaho
little bro like lightning with blues, but this ain’t dynaco
shh, don’t need no charm or look
leave me in the trizzy for a year, gon’ need an armored truck
shh, feds watchin’, know i’m worth a buck
i spent twenty thousand in defense, they make it hard for what?
i’m on a run worth three pateks
i’ma take that info to the grave, they know our secret kept
[grab some pins?], two different banks, i leave a check in three
spot a p_ssy, burn his ass up like a std

- nuk lyrics

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