Young Nudy Save Myself Lyrics

[Intro: Young Nudy]
Do you got it, yeah boy, yeah boy, yeah boy
Yeah boy, yeah boy, yeah boy, where your blick?
Where your blick? Where your blick? Where your blick?
Where your blick? Where your blick? Do ya' got it

[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Without my stick, where would I be?
I love my glizzy, man, it saved me many times out in these streets
I'm never duckin', when it's heat
You know 'bout slime, he love the beef
You wanna play, I love to eat
You lookin' for me, I'm in these streets
I love the block, I'm on B.C
This shit before Christ, p*ssy nigga, don't you f*ckin' play wit' me
I be worshippin' my gun, I be prayin' to my heat
I don't do this shit for fun, like I used to be in them streets
I can count a honey bun, drop that shit right on your feet
[Verse 1: Young Nudy]
I'm walkin' in the club, five niggas they surround me
Thirties under they shirts, say some' shit and you'll be drownin'
In your blood like it's mud, and I'm sippin' shit no [?]
Blues on me just like a Smurf, niggas think I'm crippin' foo'
I got niggas screamin', "Blatt," screamin', "Soo-Woo"
I'm in [?], in L.A., with the [?]
Take a jet to N.Y.C., I'm in Soundview
Paradise the murder zone, where they found you?
I'm runnin' 'round like some hounds, and we sniffin' for some blood
I remember I would shoot a crip nigga 'cause I'm blood
I remember I was robbin', I got it out the mud
I was around when you had to catch one to bang blood
Nigga don't know 'bout murder, haven't committed a murder
Go to hell, you tell, free the real niggas in jail
I done paid some bails, I would make them niggas cause hell

[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Without my stick, where would I be?
I love my glizzy, man, it saved me many times out in these streets
I'm never duckin', when it's heat
You know 'bout slime, he love the beef
You wanna play, I love to eat
You lookin' for me, I'm in these streets
I love the block, I'm on B.C
This shit before Christ, p*ssy nigga, don't you f*ckin' play wit' me
I be worshippin' my gun, I be prayin' to my heat I don't do this shit for fun, like I used to be in them streets
I can count a honey bun, drop that shit right on your feet
[Verse 2: BabyDrill]
Drop that shit right on the table, the love I got, they'll do it for free
Pull up two guns bangin' for [?], that shit bigger than the beef
Walked in, thigh pad, bankroll bussin' out Amiri jeans
Niggas big mad 'cause I done put they big dawg on a tee
I on the [?] ATV, all ice on my neck, thought I pulled up ski
Build a switch on the back of the G-Locks, we sprayin' shit down, we sprayin' on [?]
Ten millimeter [?], turn [?] to mac and cheese
For the niggas who thinkin' they out of my reach, I can get a nigga touched overseas
Just sent out the memo, can't catch you mans, we catchin' the [?]
I had to dog you with that nine, brr, bet that jawn named Rondo
I love sex, money, and murder nigga
Think I'm from New York, the way I work that blick, how I get sturdy wit' it
I'm a convicted felon with dirty pistols
From MLK to [?] road, my team [?]
I done sent more blitz than John Madden, and threw more bullets than Pat' Mahomes
WW', I smack shit, talkin' 'bout big show
Big blick on my waist, tryna just watch how I blow

[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Without my stick, where would I be?
I love my glizzy, man, it saved me many times out in these streets
I'm never duckin', when it's heat
You know 'bout slime, he love the beef
You wanna play, I love to eat
You lookin' for me, I'm in these streets
I love the block, I'm on B.C
This shit before Christ, p*ssy nigga, don't you f*ckin' play wit' me
I be worshippin' my gun, I be prayin' to my heat
I don't do this shit for fun, like I used to be in them streets
I can count a honey bun, drop that shit right on your feet (p*ssy)
[Outro: Young Nudy]
Ah (Ah), ah (Ah, f*ck 'em)
I'm so motherf*ckin' zone six bitch, yeah
I'm so motherf*ckin' zone six bitch, yeah
Ah (Ah), ah (Ah)
I'm so motherf*ckin' zone six bitch, yeah
I'm so motherf*ckin' zone six

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