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young nudy - one in the head lyrics
[intro: young nudy]
(ayy, mahd, tell ’em turn that noise off)
i, i, i told you
yeah, we comin’, eat ’em up, f_ck
[chorus: young nudy]
one in the head, d_mn, you know that he dead (he dead)
d_mn, you know that his people is scared (they scared)
you know that they runnin’, they know where we at (where we at)
p_ssy, you know who be bustin’ them heads (bust them heads)
n_ggas be scared, we leavin’ the lead (leave the lead)
whole lot of sh_lls on they scene (on they scene)
give a f_ck ’bout a body, what the f_ck you do mean? ha_ha_ha (huh? huh?)
uh_huh, b_tch, i’m like the boogeyman, you do not understand, n_gga, i’m comin’ to get you (comin’ to get you)
hidin’ up under your bed, i know that you scared, my n_gga, huh, p_ssy (i know that you scared, my n_gga, ooh)
n_ggas be knowin’ who with it, you know that we soldiers, had a n_gga in the closet
tie a n_gga up, prepare for the coffin’ (dead man)
[verse 1: young nudy]
have you ever seen a n_gga shakin’ and he sh_ttin’?
dead body twitchin’, p_ssin’ (woo)
n_gga found, he was missin’
hundred rounds in his fitted
blaow_blaow how i’m feeling
finish his people, we ain’t finished
got some more n_ggas we k!llin’
takin’ these drugs how i’m feeling
ooh, like sh_t, go and handle that sh_t, we ain’t lettin’ sh_t slide (okay), on god
n_gga, you is a mission, now we lurkin’
box in the car, ain’t no reason for searchin’ (uh_uh)
go to the club, i got b_tches workin’ (yeah)
pocket watchin’ b_tches, they do the worst (uh_uh)
i got some b_tches who ready for the gangster sh_t, swear to god lil’ mama ain’t nervous (ain’t nervous)
gas a n_gga up, i know the she be flirtin’
let her pop the p_ssy long as it work (as long as it work)
get in his pocket, now that is the move (that is the move)
he runnin’ his mouth, she gon’ tell me the news (tell me the news)
it’s another come up in the b_tch and leave that b_tch on the news (ooh)
n_ggas be runnin’ they mouth to a b_tch, that’s somethin’ i can’t do (somethin’ i can’t do)
n_gga like me, i got the work, n_gga, i’m comin’ right through (comin’ right through)
i cannot spare no n_gga
i cannot spare on no n_gga (i cannot spare on no n_gga)
two hundred bands, that’s a plus
two hundred rounds, that’s a must (uh_huh)
i got a move and it’s up (uh_huh)
and it’s an opp, so what’s up? (uh_huh)
take everything, we leaving ’em stuck (leaving ’em stuck)
nothin’ but your knees, we comin’ to bust
nothin’ but ars, you know what is up (you know what is up)
we come to k!ll and take all your stuff
huh, d_mn, slime (d_mn)
[chorus: young nudy]
one in the head, d_mn, you know that he dead (he dead)
d_mn, you know that his people is scared (they scared)
you know that they runnin’, they know where we at (where we at)
p_ssy, you know who be bustin’ them heads (bust them heads)
n_ggas be scared, we leavin’ the lead (leave the lead)
whole lot of sh_lls on they scene (on they scene)
give a f_ck ’bout a body, what the f_ck you do mean? ha_ha_ha (huh? huh?)
uh_huh, b_tch, i’m like the boogeyman, you do not understand, n_gga, i’m comin’ to get you (comin’ to get you)
hidin’ up under your bed, i know that you scared, my n_gga, huh, p_ssy (i know that you scared, my n_gga, ooh)
n_ggas be knowin’ who with it, you know that we soldiers, had a n_gga in the closet
tie a n_gga up, prepare for the coffin’ (dead man)
[verse 2: cristo4l]
when it’s smoke, them n_ggas runnin’ (smoke)
draco be louder than thunder (boom)
surrounded by monsters
n_gga get whacked for them commas
i’m in the field with them agents, get k!lled for that [?] (baby drip)
headshot, two dead, don’t rush in
it ain’t one in the head, boy, you p_ssy (p_ssy)
only clutch when you scared, boy, you p_ssy (p_ssy)
we slide eyes closed, you a rookie
them n_ggas ain’t ready for me
i’m the one walked his ass down with that drac’
speakin’ on rock, you catch one to the face (uh_uh)
my young n_gga slide like they tryna touch babies (slide)
when you catch you a body, you locked in (locked in)
went to the car i got the glocks in
caught me an opp and i boxed him
i spin the world ’bout my gang, no opps
he got shot at the club, he ain’t get to see the bartender
huh, rookie_ass n_gga
[verse 3: 4l quan]
buh, yeah, [?][2:27]
got the young n_ggas slidin’, sayin’ 4l, shook ’em
got the sh_llcatcher on the 458, f_ck it, let it hang out the window (bah, bah, bah, bah)
lil’ bro ate you for dinner with a knife in his face
i turn on the news, n_gga, that’s a closed case
you get paid for the body, n_gga, have a nice day (on god)
and roll his ass up by the three_five by the way
yeah, if a n_gga try my gang, they get spinned on (we gon’ smoke a n_gga)
smokin’ on this rapper, i can’t hear ’em ’cause these headphones
lil’ quan send a blitz every time, yeah, he dead wrong (bah, bah, bah, bah)
i don’t give a f_ck, you got me f_cked up, you gettin’ spinned on (on god)
[chorus: young nudy]
one in the head, d_mn, you know that he dead (he dead)
d_mn, you know that his people is scared (they scared)
you know that they runnin’, they know where we at (where we at)
p_ssy, you know who be bustin’ them heads (bust them heads)
n_ggas be scared, we leavin’ the lead (leave the lead)
whole lot of sh_lls on they scene (on they scene)
give a f_ck ’bout a body, what the f_ck you do mean? ha_ha_ha (huh? huh?)
uh_huh, b_tch, i’m like the boogeyman, you do not understand, n_gga, i’m comin’ to get you (comin’ to get you)
hidin’ up under your bed, i know that you scared, my n_gga, huh, p_ssy (i know that you scared, my n_gga, ooh)
n_ggas be knowin’ who with it, you know that we soldiers, had a n_gga in the closet
tie a n_gga up, prepare for the coffin’ (dead man)
[outro: young nudy]
straight like that
ain’t no other way around this sh_t, straight like that
yeah
straight like that
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