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addicted - young nudy lyrics

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[intro]
(coupe)
(20rocket on this b*tch, so it’s gon’ knock)
how y’all doin’ today? i’m slime, i’m nudy
you know, my government is quantavious
you know what i mean? and i have a problem
i can’t help it, but i’m here to say i have a problem

[chorus]
you know i am addicted to the gun and violence (violence)
my lifestyle is these sticks and bales and money, i’m all in (all in)
you know i feel like skreeker, yeah, the streets is callin’ (they callin’)
and yes i am a trapper, i am a trapaholic (a trapper)
i never thought about i be up on the trap sh*t (trap sh*t)
then i switched it up and then i came to rappin’ (the rap sh*t)
but all this sh*t started with thе gunner robbin’ (a robber)
i always get that monеy, i ain’t never starvin’ (never)

[verse]
yeah, jump up out that h*llcat, i got h*ll up in that p*ssy (okay now)
hope a n*gga lookin’ ’cause i know that n*gga p*ssy (d*mn, n*gga)
i’m real to what i’m doin’, i’m not a rookie (uh*uh)
and i’m havin’ money, n*gga got plenty (plenty)
blue hunnids, stick ’em in these skinnies (in these skinnies)
and i got my gun and it hold plenty (hold plenty)
h*ll nah, bullsh*t, i ain’t with it (i ain’t with it)
but i can get with it, you wanted smoke? i do give it (yes, i do give it)
and yes, a n*gga playin’ with a lot of stickies (lot of stickies)
i hear you n*ggas stuck in the wrong situation (wrong situation)
shoot some’, shoot to k!ll, n*gga, is you gon’ make it? (is you gon’ make it?)
know i take l!cks, know i take hits (yeah, okay)
know i’m real ’bout whatever i’m doin’, know i take sh*t (yes, i am, uh*huh)
and i’m always keepin’ rock solid, not no fake sh*t (rock solid)
i’m so one*thousand, never been no hater (one*thousand)
ninety*nine percent with these n*ggas, no, not one hunnid (no, i’m not)
slime a n*gga out for that money, that not one hunnid (yeah)
i don’t f*ck with none of you n*ggas, you n*ggas’ opps to me (d*mn)
and you know i’m f*ckin’ these b*tches, these b*tches starin’ (uh)
b*tches lookin’ stallion, hit her with the thang, n*gga (uh)
oh, she seen your shine? (yeah)
check out my wrist, ho (wrist)
diggin’ in my nose (uh), see the boogers on my wrist, ho (uh)
million*dollar n*gga, look like a million*dollar l!ck, ho (million dollar)
know they wanna wipe me but they ain’t got the nuts though (nah, n*gga)
n*gga, you been broke and i see it and it gon’ show (i do)
and you see i’m havin’ money, you n*ggas thought i was broke (uh*huh)
rich as f*ck, yeah
takin’ drugs, yeah
just to make the pain go away ’cause every day
i think about gettin’ one of you n*ggas’ smoked (i do)
and every day, i say i don’t wanna be like this no more (i don’t)
but every time the gangster sh*t just come across my head (my head)
i sit back and i think about, like d*mn, “i love it” (i love it)
[chorus]
you know i am addicted to the gun and violence (violence)
my lifestyle is these sticks and bales and money, i’m all in (all in)
you know i feel like skreeker, the streets is callin’ (they callin’)
and yes i am a trapper, i am a trapaholic (a trapper)
i never thought about i be on the trap sh*t (trap sh*t)
then i switched it up and then i came to rappin’ (the rap sh*t)
but all this sh*t started with the gunner robbin’ (a robber)
i always get that money, i ain’t never starvin’ (never)

[outro]
in the hoods alone

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