| Just might pop a bottle or some'
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| Light up the cigar
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| Whenever shit’s hard
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| Thanking Uncle Nard
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| Skoob you the one
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| You gotta go hard
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| You just gotta go hard
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| You gotta go hard, my bul Uncle Nard
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| The money so good, the money so evil too
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| Separate your boys
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| I just gotta get mine, you out to get yours
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| Show respect you gon' get it
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| Show respect you gon' get it
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| But my dogs didn’t quit it
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| Fuck a hater, I handle my business
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| I just told my nigga Stack please stay out the way
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| Let they get it from yours', I know getting it ok
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| I just tell my nigga stay solid dog, and stay free
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| I don’t give no fuck ‘bout chain gang, but they dont want beef
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| I’m gon' keep myself a strap while on this motherfucking paper
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| Just want see this shit in visuals, ain’t motherfucking
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| Free, he got 14 ‘bout that fucking video
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| I’m tryna make over 14 million in your fucking stereo
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| Thug life, bitch to death, ain’t nothing changed, we still be in the jet
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| Fuck niggas ain’t real, they just ugly and stiff, that shit a threat
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| Uncle Nard so bool, I’m tryna wonder who can bring him death
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| Auntie broke the news, I’m looking ‘round like who I got there
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| Just might pop a bottle or some'
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| Light up the cigar
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| Whenever shit’s hard
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| Thanking Uncle Nard
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| Skoob you the one
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| You gotta go hard
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| You just gotta go hard
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| You gotta go hard, my bul uncle Nard
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| The money so good, the money so evil too
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| Separate your boys
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| I just gotta get mine, you out to get yours
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| Show respect you gon' get it
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| Show respect you gon' get it
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| But my dogs didn’t quit it
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| Fuck a hater, I handle my business
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| Try my best to handle all my business
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| Rather it be my family up in this
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| On my life I ain’t pray for no distance
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| For my niggas I love, forgive me
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| If it’s you that was hating fuck you though
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| Do it hurt, been goin' through it, but you don’t
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| They upset because I bought a two door
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| because I put my duke first
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| They swear it’s perfect, all for you
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| They swear it’s all good for you homie
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| Fuck the money, ain’t shit homie
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| Pull the head off if we real homie
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| When I die pull up the head for me
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| Feel that shit in me like ‘round the corner
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| Ain’t go no fiddle, I keep it on me
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| Pop bottles for nothing, I’m staying lonely
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| Just might pop a bottle or some'
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| Light up the cigar
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| Whenever shit’s hard
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| Thanking Uncle Nard
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| Skoob you the one
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| You gotta go hard
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| You just gotta go hard
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| You gotta go home, my bul Uncle Nard
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| The money so good, the money so evil too
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| Separate your boys
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| I just gotta get mine, you out to get yours
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| Show respect you gon' get it
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| Show respect you gon' get it
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| But my dogs didn’t quit it
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| Fuck a hater, I had ‘em |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Uncle Nard , by - Trouble. Song from the album Skoobzilla, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп