- Can't Clone Me (Bonus Track) 歌词 Young Nudy
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- Young Nudy Can't Clone Me (Bonus Track) 歌词
- Young Nudy
- See a lotta motherf!ckers don't see sh!t
I feel like, "Why they been with us?"
Slackin' a buss, n!gga
(And when they leave)
Be in this motherf!cker quick
(Been in your heart)
I feel like it's hot, though
(COUPE)
My motherf!ckin' dawg, n!gga
Know this shit for life, n!gga
Yeah (talmbout being 4L)
Motivational, n!gga (That's your brain speakin')
You tell 'em
Lockdown, get that b!tch smacked (Ooh)
Hell yeah she be on that, suckin' she on that (Yeah)
Gettin' money 'cause I'm on that
P!ssy n!gga, man, you n!ggas can't clone me (Can't clone me, uh-huh)
Real n!gga real big homie (Damn)
Rich n!gga and I'm never not phony (Yeah)
Getting money never phony (Nah, haha)
I got more haters now (Yeah), I got more paper now (Yeah, paper now)
I got more shooters, don't make me go call 'em out (Ooh, yeah)
You n!ggas gon' ball or not (Ball or not)
Came in the wrong field and you found out (Yeah)
All my n!ggas, yeah, they here to wild out
Never have no fear, when you hear gun sounds
And we made for all that murder shit, what you 'bout? (Yeah), p!ssy
I really was slidin' in the Nissan (Yeah)
Me [?] no peons (Uh-huh, hunnids)
Big Glocks and the stick know one (Yeah, hunnids)
Big hunduns just bought sum' (Woo)
I'm so slime, I'm in the streets (I'm in the streets)
These n!ggas took my dawg, he's a beast (He's a beast)
Shorty was known to go sell a P (Yeah, sell a P)
Big stepper when he step with me (Yeah)
Everybody in the hood respect me (Respect me)
All the ice on me, b!tch, check out my neck (Check out my neck)
Came from the bottom, b!tch, know I had left (Know I had left)
I was shootin' n!ggas, never was frontin' (Never was frontin')
Get the money, I would run through it fast (Run through it fast)
Hit a lick, man, this sh!t back to back (Back to back)
N!gga flip a brick like it was gymnastic
Come in the b!tch like the alphabet (Yeah)
Shoot a n!gga face off in them [?] (Yeah)
N!gga, we'll kill a n!gga for them racks (Yeah)
N!gga, we'll tie a n!gga up smack a n!gga up torture for them racks (Yeah, torture for them racks)
N!gga, cut a finger, make his jaw crack (Yeah)
Cut a n!gga off for money, them facts (Yeah)
N!ggas snitchin' for some hoes, you rat
You will never get the b!tch back (Never)
Lockdown, get that b!tch smacked (Ooh)
Hell yeah she be on that, suckin' she on that (Yeah)
Gettin' money 'cause I'm on that
P!ssy n!gga, man, you n!ggas can't clone me (Can't clone me, uh-huh)
Real n!gga real big homie (Damn)
Rich n!gga and I'm never not phony (Yeah)
Getting money never phony (Nah, haha)
I got more haters now (Yeah), I got more paper now (Yeah, paper now)
I got more shooters, don't make me go call 'em out (Ooh, yeah)
You n!ggas gon' ball or not (Ball or not)
Came in the wrong field and you found out (Yeah)
All my n!ggas, yeah, they here to wild out
Never have no fear, when you hear gun sounds
And we made for all that murder shit, what you 'bout? (Yeah), p!ssy
You n!ggas some p!ssy, n!gga, tuck your d!ck
N!ggas some hoes, n!ggas you's a b!tch
Say you this and that but you are not sh!t
You is not a hunda, you not the brick
You ain't allowed in the hard, in the 6
I done ran n!ggas I been done real sh!t
Lotta n!ggas they be cappin' and sh!t
Say they gon' do this and that but they ain't (Yeah)
Everything come out their mouth, it's bluff (Yeah)
I say the word and they shootin' it up (Yeah)
All my young n!ggas, they don't give a f!ck
Feel like big slime, he don't give a f!ck (Yeah, don't give a f!ck)
I got more stick (Yeah, yeah), I got more stick, lil b!tch (Yeah)
Talkin' that sh!t (Yeah)
I am a felon, b!tch
Every stick right here, that b!tch ain't legit (Yeah)
I'm on my shit when it comes to this shit (I'm on my shit)
I'm on my grind when I wanna shine (I'm on my grind)
I'm on this money bitch, I gotta get it (I gotta get it)
Either way it go, you know that I'm with it (Know that I'm with it)
Fake handshakes, bitch, I ain't friendly (Bitch, I ain't friendly)
P!ssy niggas, man, you niggas so envy (You niggas so easy)
P!ssy niggas, man, you niggas so envy
(Hey, **** that, I'll kill 'em all, kill 'em all)
Lockdown, get that bitch smacked (Ooh)
Hell yeah she be on that, suckin' she on that (Yeah)
Gettin' money 'cause I'm on that
P!ssy nigga, man, you niggas can't clone me (Can't clone me, uh-huh)
Real nigga real big homie (Damn)
Rich nigga and I'm never not phony (Yeah)
Getting money never phony (Nah, haha)
I got more haters now (Yeah), I got more paper now (Yeah, paper now)
I got more shooters, don't make me go call 'em out (Ooh, yeah)
You niggas gon' ball or not (Ball or not)
Came in the wrong field and you found out (Yeah)
All my niggas, yeah, they here to wild out
Never have no fear, when you hear gun sounds
And we made for all that murder shit, what you 'bout? (Yeah), p!ssy
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