Young Nudy - The Rustlers lyrics

[Intro] b*tch ni**a (BavierOnTheBeat) Pussy-ass ni**a Yeah [Chorus] I got nothin' but soldiers with them sticks, they ready for war (With them sticks) And I heard you actin’ like a b*tch, your whole squad (Like a b*tch, ni**a) Heard your ho is still on my dick, she keep it hard (Wow, wow) That's what your pussy ass get for actin' hard (Oh, yeah) For real, I fu*k your b*tch, ni**a (fu*k your b*tch, ni**a) I got money, so she stand on my dick, ni**a (Slide on it, ho) Thumbin’ through these hundreds, it ain't nothin', I'm a young rich ni**a (Yeah, yes, sir) Dressed up like the coach, I'll send a blitz, ni**a (Blitz sender), yeah [Verse 1] Iced up like the Pope, lookin' like a lick, ni**a (Licky) All these gold ropes around my neck, you won't take sh*t, ni**a (Brrah, brrah, woo) Shooters on deck and that's real sh*t, ni**a (That’s real sh*t, ni**a) They won’t ever let you touch me, ni**a (Never, ni**a) Tryna touch this water, you blaze (You blaze, yeah) ni**a gon' send you that fire, ni**a gon’ sound like the sun today (Okay) Know that murder was so foul, he didn't use his gun, but face (Damn) Know my facecard good, know why? 'Cause I done ate a lot of plates (I did) Back in the day, no b*tch in me, ayy, ni**a, no way (No way) All that pussy sh*t, it will not slide when you come through EA (EA) I heard a couple ni**as tried, but they know who to play (No way) Paradise, we known for doin' that slidin’, Gresham movin' weight (They slidin') 1-4, in that Hamp' all day (Yeah) If your hood ain't doin' this, then I know your hood cannot relate (Nah) R.I.P. Dell, he was a real one in that EA (Real one) Told me don't let up on these ni**as, so I won't, okay (I won't) fu*k a neck, ni**a, man, I got my foot on they face (Big foot) I can hear what they say (Huh?) Send a mute through that b*tch Kill sh*t, got nothin' to say (None of that) Still the truth with this sh*t (Truth) Hell yeah, I'm still the same (Yeah) Still in them 'partments with the same gang, ain't nothin' changed [Chorus] I got nothin' but soldiers with them sticks, they ready for war (With them sticks) And I heard you actin' like a b*tch, your whole squad (Like a b*tch, ni**a) Heard your ho is still on my dick, she keep it hard (Wow, wow) That's what your pussy ass get for actin' hard (Oh, yeah) For real, I fu*k your b*tch, ni**a (fu*k your b*tch, ni**a) I got money, so she stand on my dick, ni**a (Slide on it, ho) Thumbin' through these hundreds, it ain't nothin', I'm a young rich ni**a (Yeah, yes, sir) Dressed up like the coach, I'll send a blitz, ni**a (Blitz sender) [Verse 2] ni**a just got money and a little fame (Money) But I ain't changed for no fame (Money) I could never switch up like them b*tch ni**as lame (Never) Still free my brothers down the road locked in that chain gang (That chain gang) Shout out to them boys on the road tryna do they thing (Do they thing) I be prayin' every day daddy come back on a plane (On a plane) Know I got them plain janes, like my shoes cocaine (Cocaine) Nothin' but that white, ni**a Make that white girl take a sniffer, she take flight with 'em (Take a flight with 'em) I'm in LA with the freaky b*tches, they like white, ni**a (They like white, ni**a) I got all the drugs that they need, they got the right ni**a (I'm a plug) Earn my way by money, fu*k you mean, you know 'bout life, ni**a? (fu*k you mean?) Get fu*ked up some time, ni**a (Damn) Cross a ni**a out real fast, I'm slime, ni**a, yeah (I'm slime, ni**a, yeah) [Chorus] I got nothin' but soldiers with them sticks, they ready for war (With them sticks) And I heard you actin' like a b*tch, your whole squad (Like a b*tch, ni**a) Heard your ho is still on my dick, she keep it hard (Wow, wow) That's what your pussy ass get for actin' hard (Oh, yeah) For real, I fu*k your b*tch, ni**a (fu*k your b*tch, ni**a) I got money, so she stand on my dick, ni**a (Slide on it, ho) Thumbin' through these hundreds, it ain't nothin', I'm a young rich ni**a (Yeah, yes, sir) Dressed up like the coach, I'll send a blitz, ni**a (Blitz sender)