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letra de fierce - nuk & sada baby

[intro: sada baby]
(my n-gga lee, i think we got another one)
huh, huh, boy, this sh-t is not no game

[chorus: sada baby]
how the f-ck you think i’ma let a n-gga play with my name?
first of all, i ain’t talkin’ to you, dog, don’t know your name
first of all, i ain’t talkin’ to lil’ n-ggas, don’t know your name
i wish n-ggas’d stay the f-ck up out my dm, that sh-t lame
f-ggot n-ggas tryna argue ’bout some sh-t i’m gon’ k!ll for
never did no rap beef, f-ck i’ma start now?
boy, my n-ggas grown as h-ll, we ain’t playin’ with no opps
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, it’s on sight, you gon’ drop, yeah

[verse 1: sada baby]
hmm, 7 mile n-gga from the eastside, huh
give no f-ck where i go, bet i keep slidin’
bando can’t never be on camera, he gon’ keep slidin’
keep terrorizin’ any n-gga who want these problems
hmm, hmm, he want some smoke? oh
huh, tried to tell me how it went, but this how it’s gon’ go, huh
i ain’t nеver been no b-tch, never been no ho, huh
i’ma shoot soon as my n-ggas shoot, on god, huh
quit actin’ likе i ain’t have my people visit you, on god, huh
quit actin’ like i ain’t been back through that b-tch, me and my squad, huh
came back, a hundred thousand dollars in they territory, huh
really a hundred-fifty thousand and a glock, huh
f-ck i look like speakin’ to a stranger? you the cops, huh
f-ck i look like spendin’ extra time with the opps? huh
n-gga never did no gangster nothin’, keep that sh-t a buck
slime know the best move for skub is to shake me up
if not, let that door lock, i’ma wet him up
loaded chops, know we double back, we gon’ double up
spint once, we gon’ spin again, we ain’t spint enough
slid twice, we gon’ keep slidin’, pull up once a month
i don’t chase clout, not an ounce, not even a lil’ bit
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout no streams, i’m a hood n-gga
i don’t give no f-ck ’bout opinions, i say what i want
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout no feelings, i walk it how i talk
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout the blogs sayin’ i said somethin’
usually when i say what i say, they never gave a f-ck
usually when i pop my sh-t, they ain’t notice sh-t
now i’m pressin’ ’round this b-tch and they on my d-ck
i be with the k!llers who k!ll the k!llers who k!ll the k!llers
real gorillas, you can look me in my face, no, i ain’t cappin’
i ain’t scared of nan’ n-gga ’round this b-tch who be rappin’
i ain’t scared of nan’ n-gga ’round this b-tch who be breathin’
i ain’t scared of nan’ empty-headed n-gga that don’t believe in jesus
a hundred round in this chop, i’ll release these demons
get-back gang, on god ‘nem, we gotta get even
i’m really tryna shoot some sh-t, that’s why i don’t be tweetin’
can’t let the police just pull up and read it
f-ck ’round, give ’em a play-by-play ’cause they know i mean it
ain’t sh-t to go back and forth ’bout no agreements
unless i shake my head with the yop and you don’t peep it
if i got the shot, i’ma shoot ’til the engineer keep it
all my n-ggas got they hoods on, lookin’ like reapers
skubaru keep his hood on, red riding, huh
tryna put the press to every opp n-gga hidin’, duh
[chorus: sada baby]
how the f-ck you think i’ma let a n-gga play with my name?
first of all, i ain’t talkin’ to you, dog, don’t know your name
first of all, i ain’t talkin’ to lil’ n-ggas, don’t know your name
i wish n-ggas’d stay the f-ck up out my dm, that sh-t lame
f-ggot n-ggas tryna argue ’bout some sh-t i’m gon’ k!ll for
never did no rap beef, f-ck i’ma start now?
boy, my n-ggas grown as h-ll, we ain’t playin’ with no opps
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, it’s on sight, you gon’ drop, yeah

[verse 2: nuk]
before they put him in that box, they gon’ do his face over
brodie keep ’bout sixty shots and that baby k on him
n-ggas think they in the jungle, well, i got some apes for ’em
i don’t play with opps, i’ll put a n-gga safe on ’em
i just caught some hammer time, kinda like a samurai
the da know that they can’t make it stick if it ain’t homicide
we ain’t even bringin’ up ’06, but we can talk homis
you won’t hear me bringin’ up no b-tch, but i can talk bodies
stand-off, bust thirty out the glock and take a quick breather
my n-ggas only pullin’ up for blood, them n-ggas medieval
i remember perry had a dub, he was the first in traffic
i can only think ’bout hard work when we say get it brackin’
we lost the squad, that’s sh-t we all carry
we got even, though, ’cause we the reason they got pallbearers
how the f-ck you thinkin’ i’m gon’ live if you don’t die tonight?
lost a couple n-ggas, we got murder on our appetite
[chorus: sada baby]
how the f-ck you think i’ma let a n-gga play with my name?
first of all, i ain’t talkin’ to you, dog, don’t know your name
first of all, i ain’t talkin’ to lil’ n-ggas, don’t know your name
i wish n-ggas’d stay the f-ck up out my dm, that sh-t lame
f-ggot n-ggas tryna argue ’bout some sh-t i’m gon’ k!ll for
never did no rap beef, f-ck i’ma start now?
boy, my n-ggas grown as h-ll, we ain’t playin’ with no opps
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, it’s on sight, you gon’ drop, yeah

- nuk sada baby

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