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Nuk - 223s Lyrics

[Intro: Nuk]
Forever 55
Fivever 55
(Rado)

[Verse 1: Nuk]
A nigga had to damn near make an M to get his K to work
Knowin' that they in there, they hope bro don't show his paperwork
Knowin' that they in there, they just hope that bro don't shank 'em first
Load up all our— and get 'em gone, that's what the apes prefer
Blowed as hell, thinkin' to myself like I hate the world
Know I'm ballin', my LA hoes be on me just like Laker girls
Nuk be always comin' with his strap just like he Michael Kors
Everywhere, I got a hundred rounds 'cause they say life too short

[Verse 2: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Livin' fast, I know you wish your homie died slow
Nigga, I'd wish all the opps was dead if I had a nigga like Cosmo
Even with a blindfold, I can hit a nigga like a high note
You ever heard that fully K? Sound like a lawnmower
Man, I don't work out, I run it up, hit the mall, and spend them bands
In the mall jackin' bad, strap fallin' down my pants
Like bro recycling or somethin', he be runnin' through them BINs
Like I'm rehearsin' with the Draco, finna play this bitch again

[Verse 3: Nuk]
Told all my 5 niggas that they ain't alone
Pew-pew, pah-pah-pah-pah, that's my favorite song
We sent a nigga to the Himalayas, he can blame Jerome
Told my hoes I be in O-Dot like it's my only home
They knowin' that my niggas ruthless, they gave my homies gnats
I be hoppin' out with .223s like that's my only strap
Brodie servin' niggas Foogiano, but don't wanna rap
I can be the reason that they gone and give they homies daps
[Verse 4: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Nigga, no mercy for the opps, we killin' all of them
Out on bond, same day they let me out, I got another blick
That shit be serious when the judge give you life to your face, nigga, she mean it
Nigga, free my nigga Sweats, they gave him twelve, he couldn't believe it
And we still be in the hood bustin' them guns, we some demons
She gave me neck and her number, but I ain't need it, finna delete it
I'm finna bend a drill, shit, I ain't talkin' 'bout no pill
Bend the corner, drill a nigga, we be really in that field (Ayy)
I feel like hoopin', how 'bout we have a ball game?
Call the chopper a cutter, this bitch'll give you a bald fade
Man, you don't wanna get caught slippin', we endin' niggas like Game
Like Dame, it be over when we get to doin' our thing, nigga

[Verse 5: Nuk]
Shit, that dog had me always skippin' school, I was like Ferris
Heard the opps repeatin' everything I say, them niggas parrots
We ain't even into jumpin' niggas no more, boy, we'll air it
9/11, but nothin' like the car, my niggas terrorists
They my—
They my pistol-poppin' niggas, boy, they rare
And the opps know we'll blow it broad day, that's why they scared
I got a bitch that try to suck me all day like she don't care
Got a bitch that suck me all day like she don't give a fuck
I would try to get off with my opps, but they don't live enough
I know they want me bad, they wanna pin me up
Treat the opps' cars just like the Joker, they get riddled up