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east saint - nbl twinz lyrics

[intro]
aw sh-t n-gga
whole lotta gang sh-t n-gga
whole lotta east saint louis sh-t
n-gga whole lotta louisiana gangster sh-t n-gga
yeah, put y’all hoods up, get your bottles
get everybody to get in the section n-gga, let’s ride
n-gga let’s go twin, look
don’t get it f-cked up n-gga, you ain’t stupid n-gga
nah, you ain’t stupid n-gga
don’t get it f-cked up n-gga, you ain’t stupid n-gga
hah, no, hah, hah
don’t get it f-cked up n-gga, you ain’t stupid n-gga
hah, yeah
don’t get it f-cked up n-gga, you ain’t stupid n-gga
yeah

[verse 1: boosie badazz]
don’t get it f-cked up n-gga, you ain’t stupid n-gga
you ain’t heard of boosie badazz ruthless n-gga?
people need to be askin’ ’bout my music n-gga
but they always asking did i shoot a n-gga
i swing that iron like an east saint lou n-gga
the look on my face like what you wanna do n-gga
keep me a k and i’ll for sure shoot n-gga
free bg, you know it’s all on you n-gga
ride through the city with a dirty stick
every n-gga ’round me, they ’bout murdering
should’ve gave it up when he came for it
now we finna show you we some r-t-rds
wish i had my dawg back home from the pen
he gon’ hit ten every time that he spin
n-gga try to hide, we gon’ go and get his friend
bang bang bang bang bang, east saint sh-t
three clips, no mercy, it’s a bloodbath
pocket full of money, me and twin ‘nem
they ask me what to do about the hate
i told ’em shoot ’em all in they face
murder case, murder case, murder case
shot him in his neck two times, in his vertebrae
i told a p-ssy n-gga not to play
i’m youngboy with a f-ckin’ thirty-eight, bang

[chorus]
twinzo and badazz, twinzo and badazz
we drop n-ggas, we trashbag
put ’em in a bag n-gga, we bag that
light ’em up, light ’em up, light ’em up
shop my truck, shop my truck, shop my truck
gun ’em down, pray the lord pick ’em up
if he drop him off, twinzo pick him up
twinzo and badazz, twinzo and badazz
we drop n-ggas, we trashbag
put ’em in a bag n-gga, we bag that
light ’em up, light ’em up, light ’em up
shop my truck, shop my truck, shop my truck
gun ’em down, pray the lord pick ’em up
if he drop him off, twinzo pick him up

[interlude]
don’t get it f-cked up n-gga, you ain’t stupid n-gga
yeah, ’cause it can get stupid n-gga
don’t get it f-cked up n-gga, you ain’t stupid n-gga
yeah, east saint louis n-gga
don’t get it f-cked up n-gga, you ain’t stupid n-gga
hah, hah
you got us f-cked up n-gga, we some stupid n-ggas

[verse 2]
copped the loft then i lost it all
yaeh all my n-ggas, yeah they watched me fall
man f-ck them n-ggas, i’ma k!ll ’em all
can’t eat a meal in front of your dogs
lost twenty racks on the carpet n-gga
let me tell you why these n-ggas not your n-ggas
if they your n-ggas why they gamblin’ with you?
if they your n-ggas why they gamblin’ get you n-gga?
heard a n-gga dissing, yeah n-gga get tied up
get a n-gga k!lled, right hand on the bible
twinzo, he’ll cut a n-gga (nbl)
boosie boo, he’ll bust a n-gga, n-gga u

[verse 3]
you a stupid n-gga, you a goofy n-gga
talkin’ bad on my crew, we’ll lose it n-gga
ayy boo, what it do my n-gga?
you with some real young n-ggas who can move my n-gga
time to put in a little bit of overtime
ask boo, young n-ggas done spent the dime
six months goin’ in, we on the grind
while the day ones left they -ss behind
baton rouge, baton rouge, baton rouge
east saint louis, east saint louis, east saint louis
where them shooters at, we gon’ make a movie
i’m a badazz boy like boosie (twinzo n-gga)
with my four-five, with my glock nine
i ain’t wasting no bullets, count all mine
they hatin’ in my city so i do it for my city
word around the town we the youngest n-ggas gettin’ it

- nbl twinz lyrics

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