Big Noyd

Big Noyd - Grimy Way songtekst

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(feat. Prodigy)



One time..

(There's really, nuttin, realer than this, realer than this)

One time

(This is it right here Dunn)

One time, before I go Dunn this is it right here

Right here, this is it right here Dunn

One time, right here one time

Aiyyo, you know how it goes, aiyyo



[Big Noyd]

Aiyyo, aiyyo, I produce threats, tecs

The underworld sweat when I rep for my set

I pull out tecs and let wet, ice drip

froze on my neck, explode when my 2G whip correct

Out of respect, M-O-double-B top shit

But logic, y'all niggaz know y'all can't fuck wit

From past incidents, shootouts, and fist battles

Scuffles through state lines, you can't stop mine

It's a crime to the dumb deaf and blind

Way before your time out of line niggaz walk straight

When I approach my I, rep my Infamous bloodline

Niggaz get your guns it's thug time

Came from no frills to skips, nights that gat clips

A cold cold world to this icy hot shit

(Nigga) Scars, bars, tappin niggaz shit

I'm cuttin 'em, buckin 'em, and fuckin they bitch

You like, "Who that nigga?"  A smooth cat nigga

Walk around with two gats too nigga

Straight like that nigga, smack that nigga

If I don't know him then blast that nigga



[Chorus repeat 2X: Prodigy]

(Aiyyo) The only way to live is the grimy way

The only way to get ahead is the gun way

We don't play, I can't let 'em stop me and shock me

They try it I pulled out and pop three



[Big Noyd]

This one right here Dunn, aiyyo aiyyo

This goin out to my dearest, realest

Coldest most closest holdin me down

Chrome double digit cali-BLAOW, never apart with it

Cock and spark with it

Get down on my knees and cross my heart with it

cause it's real, when I use it to protect my life

Shit was real when he shot a nigga over his wife

Them be the breaks, guns, drugs, (??)

Clown tried to give me pound I threw it down in his face

I get down - in any town, get down in any ghetto

(??) time spit rounds, what the fuck y'all niggaz thinkin?

Yo for the dough we can spit, my style flow sick

For them sixteen bars, I get in you God quick

You don't want none of this, shit I'm hot as a pit

Check the shit I got 'em shook now they ride on my dick

Don't forget I rock for those lovin it, those thuggin it

Holes in they clothes and the less unfortunate



[Chorus]



[Big Noyd]

Aiyyo, aiyyo

Aiyyo y'all niggaz can't stop me, watch me then

Catch me flyin in my Benz, lovin it

The trey-double-zero, thuggin it, I was born to floss shit

but never could afford it

But now I got ones and guns to re-insure it

Reach for my spine, pull out a fuckin nine Tourist'

The road to the riches, what I'm on it

All I need was the ones, and my Dunns

The motherfuckin beats, I'm makin choruses where my name be

Noyd Infa' nasty

Hoe you obsolete, why?  I got demons

That's what that D be, check me when you see me in the streets

Believe I got toast cause we close like uno dos

and floss and of course Q.B. nigga rep

See you ain't hear me yet, Q.B. nigga

Fuck bein affiliate with, I'm official

Die with the initials on my chest

Be damned if I don't rep the hood to the death



[Chorus] - 2
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