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ghetto gold - nuk & rio da yung og lyrics

[intro]
(my n*gga lee, i think we got another one)

[chorus: nuk]
i’ll probably overdose on dog before i sell my soul
ri’ from flint, but he come to the d and we make ghetto gold
for that pape’, we get right on the hunt like indiana jones
all this rap money, but we trap like we ain’t got no home
kind of bored of presidents
i’ve been feeling negligent
before they catch us up, boy, we’ll tamper with the evidence
they like, “what you measuring?”
a bird without the feathering
we get so many streams a month, they gotta bring us medals in

[verse 1: rio da yung og]
make her pop a perc’, then bend her up, now she got pretzel legs
my lil’ n*gga ran a hundred up, now he levelheaded
fifty*five thousand for the watch, it’s a skeleton
me and mike had to kick the door down, they wouldn’t let us in
nuk still throwing the five, we on the 6 drinking sevens of red
three thousand for an eight of wock’, i think i’m finna quit
psycho mind, i can’t go a day without my medicine
twenty racks just fell from the sky, it was heaven*sent

[verse 2: nuk]
thirty racks, bro went in on a body, but he left with bond
pull up on the opps in supercars, now that’s the electric slide
y’all young punks ain’t know how i was laying, so i’ma let y’all slide
and y’all n*ggas phony, plus y’all p*ssy and be fbi
you ain’t made no overs yet
meet me right on bouldercrest
you say you selling all them grams, how you ain’t a mogul yet?
hit me when your motor back
you ain’t got no load to stretch
i made over two thousand sales, but i delete my mobile texts
[chorus: nuk]
i’ll probably overdose on dog before i sell my soul
ri’ from flint, but he come to the d and we make ghetto gold
for that pape’, we get right on the hunt like indiana jones
all this rap money, but we trap like we ain’t got no home
kind of bored of presidents
i’ve been feeling negligent
before they catch us up, boy, we’ll tamper with the evidence
they like, “what you measuring?”
a bird without the feathering
we get so many streams a month, they gotta bring us medals in

[verse 3: rio da yung og]
the blue same color avatar, i’m an airbender
f*ck my b*tch, then call another b*tch to get my hair twisted
my n*gga caught a triple homicide, they threw the chair at him
n*ggas had an unemployment run, was acting real reckless
but when y’all wake up, pockets gon’ be flat like an air mattress
cold*hearted, don’t argue with my hoes, i just stare at ’em
bought my b*tch soul and beat her doonies down, now her hair nappy
i f*ck your baby mama raw a lot, i’m the step*pappy

[verse 4: nuk]
ri’ f*ck her, i might beat her son ass with my belt buckle
they know all i do is step on dog, wait, i’m the step*uncle
they tell me i ain’t good on the west, but i just left hubbell
f*ck a blue check, got blue boxes, we know lex double
add a couple hours to my ride because it’s less trouble
only dope matter, only coke matter
make her take the bag the whole way, 94 action
hooping out with all that dogfood and you know smacked it
[chorus: nuk]
i’ll probably overdose on dog before i sell my soul
ri’ from flint, but he come to the d and we make ghetto gold
for that pape’, we get right on the hunt like indiana jones
all this rap money, but we trap like we ain’t got no home
kind of bored of presidents
i’ve been feeling negligent
before they catch us up, boy, we’ll tamper with the evidence
they like, “what you measuring?”
a bird without the feathering
we get so many streams a month, they gotta bring us medals in

- nuk rio da yung og lyrics

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