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    "Y'All My Nugz" Lyrics

    Twista

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    (Twista)
    yes yes ya'll
    it's the Twista in the house
    over another trax production
    normally I would kick somethin about the ladies
    but I'm gonna kick somethin to my niggas
    cuz we roll B's together stack cheese together

    (Twista)
    all afternoon them shorties workin the tip causin havoc on the spot
    bringin much static on the block
    half sacks cuz money makin is the magic of them rocks
    try to make em uncock the glock but the weapon is protection shit
    you know they hurtin in my section
    yet a hustle gets depressing laws on the streets holla at the chief
    and still can't get a blessing
    they smokin wicked in the hood
    plus the people is gettin blowed itching to come at ya stash
    run up with the strap so fast
    you gone they be already gone cuz they coming at ya ass
    trippin when the pistol tap ya glass
    and when they get drama they gotta call up some holsta's
    but you know my homies quicker on the chrome
    and if it's on it's on then my mobsta's go nuts
    to the rhythm of a slow cut
    let me ask you a question "Is it safe where you got your sacks?"
    it's only one got two packs a case of static
    in the streets them niggas got ya back
    some real ass homies you can roll with
    so when the phony ones come at you they be ready for the thuggin
    slug huggin heat em up like an oven hang tight everynight
    drinkin down cuz a cousins

    (chorus)
    cuz ya'll roll up with me everytime it's on
    cuz these straight shady niggas around my hood
    lets be the obsession so we can trip off on what I'm smokin on
    cuz ya'll my nugz
    we with each other till the day we die
    rather shakin up work handing out tips ain't no lie
    be quick to get the nigga trying to take all of our goods
    cuz ya'll my nugz
    ya'll roll up with me everytime it's on
    cuz these straight shady niggas around my hood
    lets be the obsession so we can trip off on what I'm smokin on
    cuz ya'll my nugz
    we with each other till the day we die
    rather shakin up work handing out tips ain't no lie
    be quick to get the nigga trying to take all of our goods
    cuz ya'll my nugz

    (Twista)
    I juss wanted to take some time out to say thanks to the nugz
    hit the dank cuz it's good
    and when it come thank help me from saving
    me from gettin ganked in the hood
    anythang for ya'll
    I know there's times where it be hurting
    where one of hit the lick us breakin some B's
    got the ace of spades breakin them
    trees for my psychotic stanky bitches
    acting janky if we making some cheese
    cuz we ride stick petty and smoke shit
    find a lame to toke with
    we ain't never quick to come up on now
    yet run up on whether she wanna go home and roam
    we smokin top down till the summer gone
    rollin up swishers and gunnin on
    straight up chillin with my homies go hit the liquor store
    we gotta swishes get some mo
    saving em so we can blaze em and kick it where the thick hoes go
    my homies is the reason fo
    it took me some time but I gotta show my nugz I ain't no hoe
    they can depend on me if someone's fist throwin knuckles and sticks
    plus I'll go get the fo fo
    you already know Joe cuz if we fall while
    we runnin from the po-po Ima pick you up
    need some hoes Ima get you sucked
    and try my best not to never let a mothafucka stick you up
    Ima ride and I know you niggas know that
    cut the enemy no slack for ya lame as a jumpsport
    flaming philosify till the brush short breakin
    up the hunnies on the wall on the front porch
    and I love the ladies but you be killin me
    some time gettin mobsta ain't tight
    now put a hoe before a homies that'll rob
    from your dawg I'm yellin out mobstas fo life

    (chorus)

    (Twista)
    baby I see ya thick but this time fuck a bitch
    Ima take my boy to pick out a fit
    betta yet I run game like E-40 in a click
    end up having you lick on this dick
    bump and size I pleasure neva coulda I eva be happy knowing
    that my homies wasn't on they feet strong
    I aint stackin that many g's but hit ya motha some cheese
    if I have to help to keep the heat on
    I be down like that you know the lead
    reminicsing on clubs and swingin
    when you got moved on the Amaredo got you gone
    and he's with her before I got you home
    but we have came a long way since then
    all for one one for all till I pass on the plastic
    you show me love that last
    and not the plastic bags together separated by the casket

    (chorus)
    This song was last modified on February 25th, 2010.
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