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no chaser - young nudy lyrics

[intro]
yeah (phew, phew)
gettin’ that money the same, gettin’ more money my thing
gettin’ that money the same, gettin’ this money my thing (yeah, yeah)
gettin’ that (phew), gettin’ that mhm, mhm

[chorus]
brazy (brazed out), you ain’t catch no body back then (yeah), you ain’t build to make it (uh*uh)
put you on a mission, we gon’ see if you built to take it (show me some)
n*gga get to b*tchin’ when it time it get to blazin’ (p*ssy boy)
my trigger finger itchin’ and i’m ready to do some’ crazy (east side)
sn*tch that blood, hit my face, that body is contagious (he’s a dub)
man, i want some more of them b*tches, drop the location (pull up)
itchin’ for a body, i’m at home, i’m just pacin’ (what up?)
sippin’ on this styrofoam, i’m all alone, no chaser
[verse 1]
bails, i’m havin’ the pounds i’m havin’ the pressure of this sh*t (pressure)
i’m the flexer, i’m the one that do ’em wrong and took they l!ck (i did)
that dirty n*gga, that big slimeball, talk that sh*t and i pop that sh*t (big slimeball)
and i got that motherf*cka fall from my drip, get in the cut and i pull out my hip (yeah)
i got my gun right on they lip, now, give me that, give me that, p*ssy, get down (get down)
still the same n*gga with the get*down*get*down gang, ski mask on my face and i’m rockin’ that bang
you know i like robbin’, that sh*t is my thing, you n*ggas too p*ssy, you can’t do the same (lame)
i know that they scared ’cause slime ain’t contained (huh?), i’m sippin’ on wock’ and i got that flame (i got that flame)
and i don’t got no heart, i just love my gang, it ain’t 4l, then what do you claim?
you comin’ around, this sh*t gon’ get dangerous (d*mn), you must don’t know i’m not with the savin’
i’m all about lettin’ ’em go, blazin’ (blazin’), sh*t, how did we make it? (make it)
takin’ sh*t, brazy (yeah), blood gang

[verse 2]
throwback tunes and hop in the hotbox, pull up, droptop, brr (f*ck it)
b*tch ass n*gga had got me two racks at the door back, got him robbed (say what? he tried me like that?)
anyway, money my main priority but shootin’ just part of my job (my job)
n*gga, i’m runnin’ the hood, i’m standin’ on business, ain’t never got robbed (i swear)
post on bouldercrest every day like that motherf*cker part of my job (b*tch, that part of my job)
pull up [?], hundred dollars just to wash my car (just to wash my car)
in the hood, east atlanta, zone 6, p*ssy ass n*gga, i’m a motherf*ckin’ star (i’m a star, n*gga)
every time i pull up in the hood, 200 on the dash in that lil’ boy car (lil’ boy car, n*gga)
[chorus]
you ain’t catch no body back then (yeah), you ain’t build to make it (uh*uh)
put you on a mission, we gon’ see if you built to take it (show me some)
n*gga get to b*tchin’ when it time it get to blazin’ (p*ssy boy)
my trigger finger itchin’ and i’m ready to do some’ crazy (east side)
sn*tch that blood, hit my face, that body is contagious (he’s a dub)
man, i want some more of them b*tches, drop the location (pull up)
itchin’ for a body, i’m at home, i’m just pacin’ (what up?)
sippin’ on this styrofoam, i’m all alone, no chaser

[outro]
let’s ride, the f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?
i might hop in that, you know, water, all that, d*mn, mhm
d*mn, and that too, and that too
that’s true, i ain’t goin’, nah

- young nudy lyrics

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