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keep it in the street - young nudy lyrics

[intro]
see, you know, i know a lot of y’all n*ggas be, like, thinkin’
thinkin’ a n*gga ain’t slime [?] y’all ain’t doin’ anything
but what y’all n*ggas really don’t know, like, y’all really [?]
if he would’ve told me to do that, [?], i be on y’all n*gga ass like white on rice, bro, like
i’m talkin’ ’bout on god, like, y’all rap*n*ggas couldn’t breathe
half of y’all n*gga ass p*ssy, you ain’t ’bout what you be talkin’ ’bout, for real, for real
y’all know what goin’ on in the city, n*gga (yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
man, y’all n*ggas stop playin’, i know y’all n*ggas some hoes, man

[verse]
tell all you fake ass, rap ass, cap ass, lame ass n*gga
y’all p*ssy [?], better thank savage (for real)
if it was up to slimeball, i’ll have my n*gga pull his ski mask down on all you rap n*ggas and get nasty (on god)
’cause i’m a motherf*ckin’ grimy n*gga (i am)
can’t help this sh*t, my bloodline is rеal slimy, n*gga (it is)
and everything that i know ’bout, keep it in the street (i do)
thе only thing street in the industry is me (that how i feel)
i’m strapped up and i ain’t goin’ out like [?] (i ain’t)
sellin’ bands for the cheap (i got ’em)
n*gga think ’bout tryin’ me, tryna play with my money
found that n*gga, lost*and*found (lost*and*found), body full, a lot of rounds (yeah)
that the way that sh*t go down on my side of town (ea, man)
it can get jammed up, don’t you run your mouth (yeah)
show them what that money ’bout (money ’bout)
show them what your lawyer talkin’ ’bout (show them what your lawyer talkin’ ’bout), nah, for real
if it is a drop, then take a trip (yeah), come back with the tree you need (yeah)
drop your [?] and you get all the p’s, nah, for real
i ain’t scared to make a move (what?), i ain’t scared to meet a plug (what?)
hope you ain’t tryna set a n*gga up ’cause i’m goin’ in like a thug (i’m goin’ in like a thug)
n*gga get jailed or is dirt, i ain’t tryna do 9*1*1 (uh*uh)
i’m gon’ k!ll me a n*gga, and i ain’t sayin’ none (nah)
i’m go die with my sins (die with my sins), i done crossed out friends (yeah)
i done upgraded my life, n*gga, now i can buy me a benz (now i can buy me a benz)
i ain’t had no pot to p*ss in, but a door to kick in (kick in, yeah)
know i count a lot of money, n*gga, call me mr. backend (i’m loaded, b*tch)
for real, nah, for real, dawg, nah, for real, dawg (you really k!llin’ sh*t?), yeah, nah, for real, dawg (yeah)
nah, for real, dawg, yeah, nah, for real, dawg (you really seen them bodies before?)
nah, for real, dawg (yeah, i seen ’em), yeah, nah, for real, dawg, yeah (they spinned ’em, they couldn’t get up)
nah, for real, dawg (they spinned ’em), nah, for real, dawg (them folks be walkin’ people down), yeah, nah, for real, dawg
nah, for real, dawg, yeah, nah, for real, dawg
nah, for real, dawg, yeah, nah, for real, dawg
do you know how many of these rap n*ggas i done tried? (i tried)
the one’s from atlanta know who be really slime (who be slime)
that why these n*ggas out here scared to come and f*ck with slime (f*ck ’em)
i really don’t speak about this sh*t but, now, i got some time (got some time)
how many of these n*ggas done duck and dodge when they know we slidin’? (yeah)
freeze up when i’m at a show (yeah)
n*gga, i make your favorite rapper show up when i leave the show (p*ssy ass n*gga)
and these n*ggas cryin’ about a b*tch, n*gga, but it was a ho (but it was a ho)
n*gga shouldn’t have never tried one of mine, that’s just how that go (how that go)
and that n*gga say he east side, ayy, but we took him off (we took him off)
and that n*gga say that he fly, big homie black and white (he a rat)
n*gga tried to get me on songs, ayy, boy, you k!llin’ me (you k!llin’ me)
n*gga tried to diss me, you’s a fan, n*gga (you’s a fan, n*gga), d*mn
n*gga hatin’ ’cause i got bands, and these folks don’t understand (understand)
i don’t even be prayin’, i be layin’ (i be layin’ lil’ n*ggas)
savage, he be tellin’ me, “chill” (yeah), he know i be ready to k!ll (yeah)
everything on my mind be ’bout drill (talkin’ ’bout, i’m tellin’ you)
[outro]
haha, hahahaha, haha, for real, though
that just, that just, man, [?]
but if you feel some type of way ’bout me, dawg
i don’t give a f*ck, hahaha
i don’t give no f*ck, i swear i don’t

- young nudy lyrics

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