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