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bang pistols - young nudy lyrics

[intro]
(—down)
(yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
if anybody said you couldn’t be somethin’, f*ck ’em
this is motivational for you, f*ck ’em

[chorus]
n*gga you was shootin’ with, bangin’ pistols (bangin’ pistols)
never know when a n*gga got an issue (got an issue)
y’all was ten toes down, thought he was with you (was with you)
now you gotta take a n*gga out the picture (out the picture)
gotta cut a b*tch off if she ain’t with you (ain’t with you)
all for the money, she don’t show no love (show no love)
if it wasn’t for the money, then it ain’t your girl (ain’t your girl)
b*tch’ll do the same sh*t the way she showed up (way she showed up)

[verse 1]
whenever they wanna see you down, n*gga, bеtter do what you do (what you do)
stack it up, run it up, n*gga, don’t show them what you got (what you got)
i know they wanna k!ll you somеtimes ’bout your evil side (evil side)
don’t worry ’bout that sh*t, you know big god, he got your side (got your side)
big buddy, he ride or die and your gun gon’ ride or die (ride or die)
so either way it go, you two people that’s on your side (on your side)
don’t be thinkin’ ’bout that other sh*t that’s on the other side (other side)
’cause all that money you got, they be thinkin’ ’bout what you got (what you got)
[chorus]
never know when a n*gga got an issue (got an issue)
y’all was ten toes down, thought he was with you (was with you)
now you gotta take a n*gga out the picture (out the picture)
gotta cut a b*tch off if she ain’t with you (ain’t with you)
all for the money, she don’t show no love (show no love)
if it wasn’t for the money, then it ain’t your girl (ain’t your girl)
b*tch’ll do the same sh*t the way she showed up (way she showed up)

[verse 2]
uh, they know you was the one, they wanna be you, that’s all the time (that’s all the time)
n*ggas sour, man, you cryin’, that’s all the time (yeah, all the time)
i hate when n*ggas beg, n*ggas ain’t tryna bust no heads (bust no heads)
no, n*ggas ain’t tryna hustle, n*ggas ain’t tryna turn a neck (f*ck ’em)
these n*ggas always talkin’ like they gangster, they friendly (friendly)
the only thing i’m seein’ in these n*ggas, they b*tches (b*tches)
these n*ggas is snitches (snitches, yeah)
cold heart, these n*ggas ain’t with me (cold heart, these n*ggas ain’t with me)
these n*ggas pretendin’, yeah (yeah)
pretenders, these n*ggas master splinters (master splinters)
when they get the first chance, put you in the blender (in the blender)
it’ll hurt you when it’s one of your main n*ggas (main n*ggas)

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