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Nelly f The Teamsters

Country Grammar

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YeahGangstaWhatThat GangstaYeahThat Gangstaon the tipsE.I [The Teamsters]I was forced to live the crazy lifeY`all niggas don`t understand what a day be likeBut a son know my Pop`s didn`t raise me rightWhen Hennedy don`t pay me rightNo Baby wipesKeep the 3-80 tightThe Mercedes dykeOn a shady nightY`all niggas is lady likeBlow for niggas that`ll watch your armRun in your crib pop your MomLike bitch with stocks and bondsIn the studio a thug wanna lock your calmTell a nigga I`m like flex I drop the bombYou come to war with a switch bladeGet laidNigga Imma spit the gauge at your rib cageWe thugged outY`all niggas is bitch madeYou pick Jay they North white the shit gradeYor cousin looks mad ready to let the clips sprayOut of a week I stay in a lab for 6 days Hook (x2)I run my right guard incase my shot ain`t handySpeed stickin` me and mineI turn it up a degreeYour secrets still keptNever let em see you sweat [Teamsters]I`m second to none niggaYo I`m lettin my gunPull this trigger shit off the windowThrough the head of your sonI`ve been runnin` like 20 milesI ain`t sweatin` for funYo it`s hard to be a team when the second is oneCause I follow veryWanna wife like Halle BerryYeah I ain`t tryna be locked up under consolitaryLike it don`t stopNigga I stop for foodHow you gonna pop a nigga that pop for youHushed out in the drop topAqua blueGet the bitch screamin` "Please, Please, not my boo"My revolver shook like I deal with smart crookYou know the nameSwitch up the game like Garth BrooksLike ten cars with tire, hoes and and winstarsI been hard through hell better sing GodDiminish, I`m a bull dog, breathing BritishYou ain`t site cause your night show is all about your image Hook (x2) [Nelly]WhatI`ve seen on the bricks of the little frontAt colorses, check the ash tray that hold the bluntsWe hustling, I do the push ups and the sit ups niggaGet muscular, just in case you let your lips slip upI`m bustin ya, never let em see you sweatYeah that`s my motto, catch em in the club get wreckedWith the bottle, the silencer behind his neckThe others followShow them you ain`t bullshittin and you ain`t hollowI saw you talkin` to that chick up over thereI heard you ask her why she on my dick, yeah, yeahI heard it all before ya digNext thing you tellin me Nelly I put that on my fuckin kidWhat you think this isI`m the reason they invented the whole navigational systemSo niggas can`t find they trucks and they women when I`m with emLike I catch em in linenAnd then I flip em and run up in emSend her back to himAnd go to his house and blow him with her Hook Never let em see you sweatNever let em see you sweatNever let em

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