Nigga Nigga lyrics - 50 Cent (feat. Lil Boosie & Young Buck)

 [50 Cent:]

So what you sayin', boy? You a shooter, boy? Nigga, we don't care who you shot

Nigga, quit talking money 'round rich niggas, nigga, we don't care what you got

Bitch, I got six niggas that hit niggas, boy, I don't give a fuck

Especially when I'm lit, nigga, real shit, nigga, send a bitch to line you up

Boy, I don't chit-chat when I click clack, I might ask a nigga, "What's up?"

Pull off in an Aston, pull up in a hooptie, then you fuck-niggas getting fucked

Talking 'bout rapid-fire, automatic, brrrrrt, bang

Nigga, hit everybody, I said everybody, laying right there where they stand, nigga

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, you ain't sprayin' nothing, you ain't laying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

'Til you do something, niggas out here putting that work in

And I'm cool, nigga, like that cup I put my purp in

You ain't 'bout the strap, you ain't 'bout that knife, you ain't 'bout that life

You ain't 'bout that, that gangsta shit, you ain't 'bout that

When it's on we'll have you broad day or night, you ain't 'bout that, right?

You ain't 'bout that life, that gangsta shit, we 'bout that


[Boosie Badazz:]

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing


They're not GGA, you play, I'm gon' see what's happening with ya

I don't talk it out, don't rap about it, I'm not these rap niggas

Got a maniac mind-state, will increase the crime rate

Me and every nigga on my team got a bathroom, bitch, try me

You ain't sayin' nothin', that's Twitter talk, I'm from where real niggas walk

Crackers tried to lynch me, but couldn't get me cause I'm real smart

Heart of a lion, what that mean? I got a big heart

Certified in style, been like that since a lil' boy

Nigga, who you talking to? You know what I'll do to you

Transvestite your bitch-ass, make you work out in a hula hoop

Street king, Boosie, boo, did things that turn you Christian

Let it burn, fuck the consequences, what you saying? I'll burn you

Bitches to the ground with no mercy, I promise you

From Baton Rouge to Cashville, niggas gon' ride for Boos'

So what you saying? Yeah, don't tell me, you don't wan' see my mind twisted

Oh, you pussy talking like these bitches, when I see you that's your issue, nigga


Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing


[Young Buck:]

Fresh out these handcuffs, dopeboy fucking these bands up

Thick bitch, watch when she stand up, she just bounce, nigga, nigga, nigga

I'm brick money, my nigga nigga, you an ounce, you ain't shit, money

I'm rent money, I get money, a bitch better get what she can get from me

Got tats all on my body, my paperwork coming back clean

Me and Boosie just tryna help B.G. get through his fourteen

I don't want liquor, I just want lean, I caught two bodies on four beams

I gotta slow down (fuck that shit, we home now), well nigga, nigga, nigga

It's going down, point 'em out and I'mma point blank it, point blank

I will have you emptying everything you have in your bank

Bitch, I ain't get no visits, I just done my time, ho

Bought your bitch so many bottles turned into a wino

Stomp a nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga ass out in these Giuseppe's

All my bitches on par, all my niggas got felonies

Don't do that, you ain't 'bout that, you don't sell that, you don't count that

You might grew up being around that, you weren't there where we was gettin' down at

Lil' nigga (lil' nigga, lil' nigga, lil' nigga)


[Boosie Badazz:]

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga you ain't saying nothing

Nigga, you ain't saying nothing, nigga, you ain't saying nothing

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