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everything new - kidd adamz lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, andale, andale, andale!
you know that’s what me and my n-gga spitta say, aye
hey, hey, hey!

hey, n-ggas talkin bout we the new n-ggas…
like we ain’t been on the block holdin sh-t down
hey
hey, andale, andale, andale! hey
sh-t everything new then, how we rockin’ 2016, hey!

[verse]
hop in the p-ssanger i got the 40 on me
leanin like i got a shawty on me
pull up on the scene like i’m the one and only
whip the yayo like my name is tony
i was smackin’ the rock you a lame jabroni
now i’m back on the black and the haters know it
i was it, still on my sh-t tho
n-ggas actin i roll a few clips tho
get this tho
i run with them youngins that kicks doors, and don’t miss foes
i got that gas like pepto no bismol, i blow thick smoke
enemies tryna be friends with me
tryna get close and want all of my energy
tryna catch me slippin’ i got the tenderpiece
heavy ammunition n-ggas don’t want it
n-ggas get sh-tted on, personal toilets
everything new like the benz on the lot
then i pull out with my friends on the block
always ridin with my hands on the glock
actin steamy put ya mans on a pot
shots fired n-ggas ran in the dark
2016 i done made me a promise won’t f-ck with no n-ggas who ain’t from the block
ain’t no hanging with ops
just a bang and they off, b-tch i’m aiming to pop
i came with the mobb
the closer the aim, the more they gon drop
a morgue in a park
you feel what i’m saying, no warnings just shots
that purple purple keep me concentrated
then i blew a check like i was lost in vegas
b-tch i’m ready to glo, my head in the stove
you think you the bomb until i explode
they talking bout shooters and n-ggas with rugers but all of ,that talk is irrelavant
f-ck up yo settlement
run up on yo like a dog on the mailing man
pull out the stick and i scream like taliban
(doot, doot, doot x3)
till the hammer jam, then i pull off in that coupe
i was off on the goose in the club with the troops
n-ggas tough wanna shoot put a slug in his tooth
i was up in the booth wait (wait)
sippin the juice with it, i got the juice
and now n-ggas gon tell that my sh-t is new
b-tch it came from the ground from the concrete i grew
slide to the club with a b-tch from the u
right up in v.i.p, i was chillin with goon
don’t play yourself

[hook]
i still keep a couple hitters with a n-gga (with a n-gga)
i still keep them blunt and b-tches with a n-gga (with a n-gga)
this ain’t new to me oh no, this ain’t new to me
this ain’t new to me, oh no, this ain’t new to me
i still keep a couple hitters with a n-gga (with a n-gga)
i still keep them blunt and b-tches with a n-gga (with a n-gga)
this ain’t new to me oh no, this ain’t new to me
this ain’t new to me, oh no, this ain’t new to me

[verse]
i reach for the shotty i stuff it and c-ck it
i keep a bad b-tch look like buffy the body
i f-ck on a barbie she ride me no harley
we tokin no marley got onion got garlic
i spazz on a n-gga i could be retarted
my flow is so hard like my d-ck when she on it
hit from the back and that p-ssy just farted
my b-tch want a threesome i told you got it
i’m straight outta gardens i swear i’m problem
i ain’t sweating no hater so f-ckem no condom
it’s just me and fweago and that’s on my mama
my rolo gang n-ggas ah smoke ya no ganja
my lil n-ggas hit you and fill you will hollas
this murder, this genocide
i prolly get shooters up in the ride
i ride with the zootie it’s by my side
i bag up a qp
and hit the show, first hit the liquor store
you favorite b-tch in my tribe like a seminole
soon as i hit the door she give me sloppy toppy
and i blast it on her like a rocket launcher
i’m a, soldier who livin true straight out the trenches
got raised up with youngins who made out to get it
you saying you with it but they don’t say sh-t
they bust from the whip and they hop out and finish

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