| What’s happn' yo what’s happn' nigga oh salt shakin' ass muthafucka
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| Nigga talkin' bout keep it real nigga this the realest shit you
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| Gonna run up on ya dig TRU nigga what’s happn' No Limit forever
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| Lil' daddy it’s cool let me holla at ya dawg check this real shit out
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| Nigga nigga I’mma rider never gave a fuck about the other side
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| Me & my niggas we love to get high
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| An break the rules
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| Like fools on a mission cause we thugged out & trapped
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| I only give my real niggas dap
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| Me & my click is so close it’s fucked up
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| My nigga Nu got drunk & yet we all throwed up
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| An showed up ready to blow some shit up like Castro
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| These niggas bout to straight get plucked
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| I’mma millionaire
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| These ghetto niggas put me there
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| Showed me love
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| Nigga pass the dub
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| It’s a TRU thang
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| Respect it like your last name
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| Or get touched boy
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| I don’t give a fuck boy
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| No Limit niggas we thug niggas we love niggas
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| TRU niggas on a mission muggin' in club niggas
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| No Limit niggas we thug niggas we love niggas
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| TRU niggas on a mission don’t give a fuck nigga
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| Pull out the Porsh chicks run to the car
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| Blow my smoke to the sky blazin' dutches cigars
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| I got the street in my veins my block runs thru my blood
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| Plead guilty to tha charges when I’m facin' the judge
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| Fuck it I’ll do the sentence lift weights & read books
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| Make me a millionaire in jail wit a mill on my books
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| Only understand crooks ya’ll niggas is suckers
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| I’m in a booth waitin' for a CEO to front us
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| I got the hood relyin' on me not to mention myself
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| So if the drug game dead I can rely on my wealth
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| Nine outta ten niggas is haters I’m the other one
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| Like startin' fires that blazes & stackin' my funds
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| Uh hu I bet ya’ll love the way I flips em' out
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| Funny guy hu now watch how these clips come out
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| I done took it where ya’ll can’t go now how bout that
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| I done turned these straight up niggas into stumblin' cats
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| An they mad at me cause they say I spit it to rough
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| An throw it at you like a chick who don’t get it enough
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| What is it X-ray vision the way I see thru this cats
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| That’s why I roll wit thugs who love the squeeze them mac’s
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| Remember back til' when we hid them stacks in alley ways
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| Now we keep that dough comin' & goin' like holiday’s |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song NL Iggaz (feat. Afficial) , by - C-Murder. Song from the album Trapped In Crime, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп