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Young Nudy – Battlefield Lyrics

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[Intro: Young Nudy]

(20Rocket on this bitch, so it’s gon’ knock)

Shit, ooh

Goddamn, that motherfucker just hit

Good God Almighty, uh

Ooh (Damn son), you got a blunt then go roll the fuck up with me mane (Damn slime)

You rock out

[Chorus: Young Nudy]

Cutthroat Paradise East where it’s real (Ooh)

Nigga can’t be sweet, niggas get killed (Uh-uh)

Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (Yeah)

Niggas get hunted like deer ’round here (Baow)

Hit a nigga up like a mountain (Mountain)

Disappear a nigga like a phantom (Phantom)

This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (Nah)

This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (Yeah)

It get to hummin’, that bitch want some answers (Mmhm)

It get to bouncin’ and movin’, control (Yeah)

Bullet just twirl, they twirl (Yooh)

Nigga got put on thе curb (Ooh)

Damn, they ass got served cold

Damn, his ass got curtains closеd

Damn, they walked down two of those

Damn, we popped like five of those

We don’t take no L’s, they know (Uh-uh)

[Verse 1: Young Nudy]

We gassed up, we cashed up, we turnt up

You fucked up (Ooh), you niggas stuck on PP loans

I been spent your loan (Your loan, goddamn)

Damn, homie done been steppin’ on shit

Got plenty shit to rap ’bout (Rap ’bout)

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And you know I’m always steppin’ shit, got too much in my styrofoam (Yeah)

Phone always ringing home (Yeah)

Blaze all day, night and long (Yeah)

Pull up, you can’t call shots (Yeah)

Know the trap don’t stop (Yeah)

Know my door stay swangin’ (Yeah)

Know you come in my trap (Uh)

Know this bitch really stankin’ (Yeah)

Know this bitch really loaded

Nun’ but young niggas guns

Your big dawg in the kitchen

We count shit, no ones (Ones)

And they number them bags (Bags)

We been trappin’ that swag (Swag)

We’ll sell a nigga gas (Gas)

We can whip up glass (Glass, nigga)

We can get you some whip (Whip)

Then come spend you some chips (Spend some chips)

You can make shit flip (Yeah)

Double your money right here (Right, damn)

Right price, right here (Right here)

Real life, right here (Right here)

We get money when you outchea (Outchea)

Gottakeep a gun when you with them

[Chorus: Young Nudy]

Cutthroat Paradise East where it’s real (Ooh)

Nigga can’t be sweet, niggas get killed (Uh-uh)

Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (Yeah)

Niggas get hunted like deer ’round here (Baow)

Hit a nigga up like a mountain (Mountain)

Disappear a nigga like a phantom (Phantom)

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This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (Nah)

This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (Yeah)

It get to hummin’, that bitch want some answers (Mmhm)

It get to bouncin’ and movin’, control (Yeah)

Bullet just twirl, they twirl (Yooh)

Nigga got put on the curb (Ooh)

Damn, they ass got served cold (Ooh)

Damn, his ass got curtains closed (Ooh)

Damn, they walked down two of those

Damn, we popped like five of those

We don’t take no L’s, they know

[Verse 2: 21 Lil Harold]

Okay, start the beat, reverse the car

Bag it up, shoot him in his head, .45 tapped him up (Uh)

Bitches want to talk, but I be masked up

When the dogs land on the ground, they be mad as fuck (Pussy)

I gon’ jack some (21), strip some, flip some (21)

H Dawg, nigga he’ll rip some (21), twisted (21)

We some rich shooters, ’round my way, nigga

I’m knowing why they hating, niggas know I got this K nigga (21)

I got gun smoke, we can get a nigga by the day

Yeah I gun tote, nigga, keep a .45 on my waist

Why he run for? He seen them red beams up on his face (Pussy)

Me and cuzzo, when it come to opps we don’t wan’ play

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[Chorus: Young Nudy]

Cutthroat Paradise East where it’s real (Ooh)

Nigga can’t be sweet, niggas get killed (Uh-uh)

Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (Yeah)

Niggas get hunted like deer ’round here (Baow)

Hit a nigga up like a mountain (Mountain)

Disappear a nigga like a phantom (Phantom)

This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (Nah)

This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (Yeah)

It get to hummin’, that bitch want some answers (Mmhm)

It get to bouncin’ and movin’, control (Yeah)

Bullet just twirl, they twirl (Yooh)

Nigga got put on the curb (Ooh)

Damn, they ass got served cold (Ooh)

Damn, his ass got curtains closed (Ooh)

Damn, they walked down two of those

Damn, we popped like five of those

We don’t take no L’s, they know

[Outro: Young Nudy]

Uh-uh, hahaha

Yeah, like that

Haha, like that, yeah, like that


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