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    "N Word [Explicit Album Version]" Lyrics

    Trick Daddy

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    I spit game wit the n word
    Brothers make slang for n word slang
    I slang cane and others thangs for n word slang
    And lease be the blame for n word nigga

    (Trick Daddy)
    You know me nigga
    I don't know you my nigga
    Here's what must go through my nigga
    Go get with ya crew my nigga
    Tell rush round here for I do why'all niggas
    Cause I'm straight chillin my nigga
    Ex-con ex-dope dealer my nigga
    I ain't trippin but I'm chillin my nigga
    And I ain't scared of none of why'all niggas
    I will count my flow right in front why'all niggas
    I will kill ever one of why'all niggas
    Cock my 45 and go to gunning why'all niggas
    I will ever one of why'all niggas

    (Deuce Poppito)
    I am off da my nigga
    Smoking marijuana in the range my nigga
    Getting brains
    Real niggas do things my niggas
    We spittin flames with motherfuckin thangs nigga
    I will take it to ya whole squad my nigga
    Word to god my nigga
    I got ? but rather get hard my nigga
    ? at the neighborhood park my nigga
    What you say young nigga
    Slip n slide ain't got guns young nigga
    Got funds young nigga
    Dumb nigga
    Get ya for motherfuckin ones
    And turn you news into none

    Yo my nigga
    I'm c.o. nigga
    You better slow yo roll my nigga
    And that's word to buddy roe my nigga
    So why should I give a fuck about a ho nigga
    I'm a go get ya nigga
    I can get the ? to da floor (let em know ny nigga)
    That's how it go my nigga
    I'm go lock it down from the door my nigga
    That's fo sho my nigga

    (Trick Daddy)
    And I got ya back my nigga
    Everywhere I go I be strap
    You bet my nigga
    And on top of that do be a ?
    Its all good you know I got stacks my nigga
    We rob banks my nigga
    And we are the only ones smoking stank my nigga
    We runnin through the bitches that you can't my nigga
    Fuckin round with us we will leave you stank my nigga

    (chorus) - 2X
    (Deuce Poppito)
    What's up my nigga
    I'm bout to nut my nigga
    Bout to but the gat to ya gut my nigga
    What's up I'm bout splash me a nigga
    Bout mash me a trigga
    I'm bout to blast me a nigga
    You shouldn't have played with my cock my nigga
    It smells like gun smoke my nigga
    You bout to bleed to ya death my nigga
    Take ya last breath my nigga
    What you think this my nigga
    I will slide in ya crib
    And put six in ya wig my nigga
    That's how we play my nigga
    With a a.k. hide in ya driveway my nigga
    You can run but you can't get away my nigga
    I'm go let the click spray my nigga
    From the shy to the m.i.a. my nigga
    Slip n slide niggas don't play my nigga

    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Maurice Young.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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