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Young Nudy - Revenge Lyrics

 

[Intro]

Big Bad Slime (COUPE)

Sippin’ on mud (Sippin’ on mud)

Shit same color some blood (Blood, brrt)

Double cup seal (Seal)

Filled up to the rim, ooh (To the rim)

And these pints I got, some of ’em I sell, they is not sealed (Not sealed)

Take somethin’ off that extra, I like extra money, that’s just real (It’s real)

Hit ’em with the remix (Remix), goddamn, I just slimed for real (For real)

Say that boy just want some green, you know I filled it with NyQuil (Goddamn)

Damn, shawty, you still know what you doin’ when you be out here? (Goddamn)

Still there sellin’ squares, you got bags, you still got them? (Well, damn)


[Chorus]

You still trickin’ niggas out they cash when you out here? (For real?)

Hate to be one of them pussy-ass niggas, I am not them (I am not)

Try to trick Big Slime out that cash and I got him (I got him)

Nigga thought that shit was over with ’til them folks had dropped him (They dropped him)

Money, it gon’ always get you bitch-ass niggas out here (Out here)

Oh, you niggas fallin’ for a bitch and Slimeball got them (Got ’em)

Trick somethin’, she gon’ sell that pussy, whatever about him (About him)

Set somethin’ up, drop a location, where you at? We got him (We got him)


[Verse 1]

Nigga walk in with them thigh pads and he cannot hide them (Hide them)

And my bitch just say he sweet, guess what? We got to try him (Try him)

East Atlanta, Zone 6 nigga, boy, you better not try them (Don’t try them)

Boy, don’t try Big Slimeball, he will have them kill your favorite rapper (Damn)

I’m your favorite trapper’s trapper, I’m your shooter’s favorite shooter (For real)

Nigga, I been killin’ shit way before I was tourin’

Nigga, way before this rap check, niggas didn’t want no smoke

Keep my hoodie on my head, don’t talk, step on shit, on go (Yeah)

Hit the molly with that stick and score, Glock 40 with thirty, ho (Woah)

Everybody know Young Nudy gon’ let it go (Gon’ let it go)

Me and all my brothers cross shit out, man, we so cutthroat (We so cutthroat)

Nigga, I was never slime, my hood named me that shit, though (They named me that shit, though)

I was takin’ shit, though (Yeah), quick to pull a kick-door (Yeah)

Graduated home invasions, nigga, no more kick-door (Yeah)

Slap him with the stick, though (Yeah)

No money, see what it’s hittin’ for (Wow)

I bet this seven-point-six-two remind him where the fuck he hid those (Where you hid those?)

You know we hit real licks, though (Yeah), big licks, though

Took so much shit off, they say we ain’t shit, though (Woo)

It’s all good, we bustin’ down them ‘cho-‘chos (Facts)

Hunchos

Guapped up off them hits and licks, wrap somethin’ up like burrito (Burrito)

Dip niggas for this cheese, bitch nigga, you don’t wanna be a taco


[Chorus]

You still trickin’ niggas out they cash when you out here? (For real?)

Hate to be one of them pussy-ass niggas, I am not them (I am not)

Try to trick Big Slime out that cash and I got him (I got him)

Nigga thought that shit was over with ’til them folks had dropped him (They dropped him)

Money, it gon’ always get you bitch-ass niggas out here (Out here)

Oh, you niggas fallin’ for a bitch and Slimeball got them (Got ’em)

Trick somethin’, she gon’ sell that pussy, whatever about him (About him)

Set somethin’ up, drop a location, where you at? We got him (We got him)


[Verse 2]

And I’m boomin’ like a narco (Narco)

Niggas play with my money, go in my arsenal

Put on my black Timbs and my cargos (Cargos)

Stick and helmet, front door, ready for war, nigga know I’m on go (On go)

Frontline, nigga, big smoke (Big smoke)

Some of you bitch niggas wasn’t shootin’ shit, niggas tryna shoot shit, though (Huh?)

Pussy nigga, that’s a snitch mode

Lot of these niggas just turnin’ twenty, tryna jump off the porch, that’s an N-O (N-O)

Thirteen, jumped off the porch, ever since then, nigga been on (Been on)

Sixteen with a big Glock, swear to God, nigga, man, I been grown (Been grown)

Solo dolo with the stick by myself (Stick), ain’t nobody put shit on (Nah)

Learned from my uncle and my cousin, know I’m bustin’, I ain’t goin’ for shit, ho (Never)

Pussy nigga better get gone (Get gone)

I’m the type of nigga takin’ shit and go put it on (Fuck you mean, nigga? Big Slime)


[Chorus]

You still trickin’ niggas out they cash when you out here? (For real?)

Hate to be one of them pussy-ass niggas, I am not them (I am not)

Try to trick Big Slime out that cash and I got him (I got him)

Nigga thought that shit was over with ’til them folks had dropped him (They dropped him)

Money, it gon’ always get you bitch-ass niggas out here (Out here)

Oh, you niggas fallin’ for a bitch and Slimeball got them (Got ’em)

Trick somethin’, she gon’ sell that pussy, whatever about him (About him)

Set somethin’ up, drop a location, where you at? We got him (We got him)


[Outro]

Damn, man, y’all slime

But I’m Big Bad Slime (Slime), big racks

Still step on your bitch ass, nigga

Uh-huh

Party pack, gang member, mama

She don’t wanna do that


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