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thug foos - n8nassty & flakosteppn lyrics

into
[beat begins]
aye
n8 up in the studio
oh, that’s nasty
look!
aye!
straight up in this b*tch

chorus: flakosteppn
who wanna f*ck with some of these thug foos?
this that sh*t that make the norte b*tches love sur
i know my enemies ain’t feeling me, but f*ck dude
catch me with the gang and blowers, wearing all blue
sur!
who wanna f*ck with some of these thug foos?
this that sh*t that make the norte b*tches love suwoop
i know my enemies ain’t feeling me, but f*ck dude
catch me with the gang and blowers, wearing all blue
sur!

verse 1: flakosteppn
this for the homiеs doing life inside the cagе
the ones who lost they life thats dead and stuck inside a grave
if you speaking on my gang, we finna hit your block on flames
ever since that homicide my life ain’t never been the same
started hanging with the bros then i got put up on the gang
shout out to the big homies, that put me up on game
so, the flockin for a bag and i ain’t even had no shame
watch out when this camera flash, this finna knock out the frame
if you trippin’ with the gang, then we could go to war
and i done seen a lot of sh*t you never seen before
bounce out, make the weather change, we finna make it pour
and we doing headshots and aiming for the core
look, and thats on gangland
and for my bros, i give my life
bang that!
run up on him, do you trife
hey man!
risk your life and roll the dice
spray cans!
chopper spray and take your life
chorus: flakosteppn
who wanna f*ck with some of these thug foos?
this that sh*t that make the norte b*tches love sur
i know my enemies ain’t feeling me, but f*ck dude
catch me with the gang and blowers, wearing all blue
sur!
who wanna f*ck with some of these thug foos?
this that sh*t that make the norte b*tches love sur
i know my enemies ain’t feeling me, but f*ck dude
catch me with the gang and blowers, wearing all blue
sur!

verse 2: n8nassty
she wanna f*ck with this blue rag
everywhere we go, they be like, “who that?”
run up on me ese, get your sh*t blew back
they like, “[……..]” “why he do that?”
thuggin in, like f*ck a b*tch, f*ck all that buster sh*t
everywhere i go, best believe, i be clutchin’ it
me and flako finna true, my rag green, my rag blue
catch an opp, it’s bad news, then [….] i had to
this for the homies in the pen, never see they fam again
mainline thuggin, got released, and went again
all these b*tches tapping in, you a b*tch, don’t pretend
this is all facts, homie, this ain’t no diss
hit that boy up, “what the f*ck do you gang fool?”
popped his ass, he survived, he should be thankful
heard that [………..], and then they say “dur”
if i see you parameds, can’t even save you
sur this, and sur that
thuggin with my blue rag
i shoot first and shoot back
but my opps, they knew that
got the weight and move that
sell five for two racks
thirty on the forty, slap it in, now it’s attached
for you fumblers, f*ck that
got it on you, bust that
all the hate, i love that
i need it all plus tax
no cap, it’s all facts
catch an opp, we on that
g’s to the t’s, where the f*cking thugs at?
chorus: flakosteppn
who wanna f*ck with some of these thug foos?
this that sh*t that make the norte b*tches love sur
i know my enemies ain’t feeling me, but f*ck dude
catch me with the gang and blowers, wearing all blue
sur!
who wanna f*ck with some of these thug foos?
this that sh*t that make the norte b*tches love sur
i know my enemies ain’t feeling me, but f*ck dude
catch me with the gang and blowers, wearing all blue
sur!

outro
[beat fades out]

- n8nassty flakosteppn lyrics

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