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Young Nudy – Childs Play Lyrics

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Yeah
Fuck my dead opps, and all they homies thats livin
I want yall niggas to know that
Thats how Im feelin
On God COUPE
Fuck a dead opp, yeah
In due time, in due time, in due time

Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing
I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang!
Send them lil evil motherfuckers
They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang
Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang yeah

All this money that Im gettin
Make a nigga slaughter your main yeah
Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6
Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks
Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick look like a lick, yeah

All this money in my pocket
Hangin out, this shit is sloppy sloppy
On the block by myself
I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky cocky, pussy

Spin somethin, drill somethin
50 thousand make em kill somethin woo, shake somethin
Take a chain, nigga, make somethin
Killer gang, nigga, all my killers, they dont want fame

No hashtag, they dont do names
They just hashtag when they bust a brain
And Im bustin this money, nigga, thats on gang yeah
Fucked up, gave the wrong nigga change

Hell yeah, man, I spend pocket change
Have em kill her for the money my thing
I spend the blue and you see the Blue Flame
Ever seen a bullet bust out his brain?
Tall killer, man, he just like Michael Myers
Walk up on a nigga, take off his chain

Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing
I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang!
Send them lil evil motherfuckers
They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang
Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang yeah

All this money that Im gettin
Make a nigga slaughter your main yeah
Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6
Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks
Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick look like a lick, yeah

All this money in my pocket
Hangin out, this shit is sloppy sloppy
On the block by myself
I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky cocky, pussy

Big 4L, pussy
Spray the block down, turn the car round
When we come around, shells on the ground
Strip a nigga, now his pants on the ground
Wrong move leave your mans on the ground fah-fah-fah-fah
Paranoid, I be clutchin when Im round
Fuck around and leave my fan on the ground
Blick the spot, switch the box

Double back and hit his pops 21, 21, 21
Big 4L, fuck the opps
We put switches on our Glocks 21
Gen5, one in the top
Give him the leg-shot, he gon hop

Most of these niggas be fake crazy pussy
I dont say shit like new baby pussy
Blow a nigga dick like a flute, baby pussy
When I get bored, I buy me a coupe
Stand on a nigga, got blood on my boot shit got bloody, fuck
Steppin on niggas for fun
All of my choppers, they come with a drum
Whenever the opps see us, they run
Who want smoke? Cause we got tons pussy

Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing
I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang
Send them lil evil motherfuckers
They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang
Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang yeah

All this money that Im gettin
Make a nigga slaughter your main yeah
Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6
Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks
Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick look like a lick, yeah

All this money in my pocket
Hangin out, this shit is sloppy sloppy
On the block by myself
I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky cocky, pussy

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