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Young Nudy – How They Label Me Lyrics

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[Intro]

We don’t respect you pussy ass niggas

We only respect the real niggas, you feel me?

4L or nothin’, nigga, say somethin’ pussy

(COUPE)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when they label me a thug nigga? (Label me a thug nigga, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when they say that I’m a drug dealеr? (Say that I’m a drug dealer, yeah)

(Yеah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when they say I am a grim reaper? (Say that I’m a grim reaper, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when my money come back, it ain’t even (Money come back, it ain’t even, no)

[Verse 1]

Real vacuum seal, real vacuum seal, ran off on a fuck nigga (Ran off on a fuck nigga, yeah)

Hell yeah, this shit real deal, want your money, better catch up with us (Money, better catch up with us, yeah)

And I got my steel, keep my steel, I ain’t scared to squeeze on no nigga (I ain’t scared to squeeze on no nigga, yeah)

My lifestyle for real, I could never be a faker, not a fuck nigga (Okay, I could never be a fuck nigga, nah)

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Let me give you some game, let me put you down (Put you down)

Don’t put no ho in your bidness, hoes gon’ run they mouth (They run they mouth)

Then you gotta pay attention to the snakes and watch out for the fuck niggas (And watch out for the fuck niggas, yeah, keep it brick, yeah)

Show love to your day ones but don’t show too much (Don’t show too much)

That one always hatin’ when you got somethin’ that they cannot touch (Well, damn)

Gotta get off your ass, it don’t cost too much (Don’t cost too much)

You make a lotta excuses, money you’ll never touch (You’ll never touch, yeah)

[Chorus]

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when they label me a thug nigga? (Label me a thug nigga, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when they say that I’m a drug dealer? (Say that I’m a drug dealer, yeah)


(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when they say I am a grim reaper? (Say that I’m a grim reaper, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when my money come back, it ain’t even (Money come back, it ain’t even, no)

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[Verse 2]

They done caught no feelings for that money

Guess we got a different feeling ’cause I love money (I love money)

I love touchin’ it, love countin’ it, it’s all hunnids (It’s all hunnids)

She gon’ fuck with me, she wanna face, ain’t a nothin’ but a hunnid (Ain’t a nothin’ but a hunnid, yeah)

The head game was great

I done jump back in my SRT, we don’t do them eights, nah

Everybody know they strapped with me, riding ’round with eights (Some eights)

Tryna catch a nigga slippin’, he got somethin’ we want, we take (Take it)

I’m talking ’bout the real goons, real street niggas, they relate (Yeah)

I ain’t talking ’bout you rap goons, I know your karats are fake (Yeah)

I done have some of these pussy niggas in my face, freeze up, don’t know what to say (Huh)

Niggas can feel my energy, I don’t fuck with fake niggas, okay (Okay)

[Chorus]

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when they label me a thug nigga? (Label me a thug nigga, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when they say that I’m a drug dealer? (Say that I’m a drug dealer, yeah)

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(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when they say I am a grim reaper? (Say that I’m a grim reaper, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

How you think that shit make me feel when my money come back, it ain’t even (Money come back, it ain’t even, no)

[Outro]

And them facts

I done, I done tried to do the fake smiles with these niggas

That shit don’t work man

I can’t do that shit, man, I’m too real for these pussy ass niggas

Man, these niggas soft in here, man, niggas hoes man, on God

How the fuck you gon’ let a nigga try you

And you turn around try and pay a nigga, you a pussy nigga, nigga

Don’t try to pay the same nigga that’s tried you nigga, you a hoe nigga, hahaha

Hoe ass niggas, man


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