Pot Roast Lyrics » Young Nudy The Pot Roast Lyrics / Pot Roast Song Lyrics by Young Nudy is the Latest English Song of 2023. The Pot Roast Song is Sung by Young Nudy. The Pot Roast Song Music is Given by Young Nudy & The Lyrics is Written by Young Nudy. The Pot Roast Song is Released on 28th February, 2023. The Pot Roast Song is Presented by Young Nudy.
Pot Roast Song Details :
Song Title | Pot Roast |
Album | “Gumbo” (2023) |
Singer | Young Nudy |
Music | Young Nudy |
Lyrics | Young Nudy |
Release Date | 28th February, 2023 |
Language | English (Rap) |
Label | Young Nudy |
Pot Roast Lyrics » Young Nudy
Yo, Pi’erre, You Wanna Come Out Here?
Yeah, I’ma Kill That Muhfucka Talking Shit,
Y’all Know What I’m Saying? For Real..
Y’all Need Some Motivators (Shit, Shit),
Get Some Muhfucking Paper,
Shit.. Shit (Fuck ’em), For Real..
Shit… Shit.. Yeah..
How Many Times We Gotta Come Do It?
How Many Come Bust They Wig?
(How Many?)
How Many Of Them Live?
How Many Of ’em Made It Home?
Back To They Kids (Not Plenty)..
This Shit’ll Get Real,
This Shit Is For Real (Uh.. Huh),
You Niggas Don’t Play In The Field ,
(Don’t Do It)..
You Play With The Fire,
You Better Use It.. (Use It),
Don’t Pump-fake,
And Don’t You Abuse It.. (Nah)
Play With My Brother,
You Know I Get Slime..
I Pull Up And Shoot Em,
I Make Sure They Dying..
They Know That I’m Ridin’ (Yeah),
They Know I’m 4l..
I’m Slime For Mine,
Nigga, You Trying..
You Dying (You Dying),
Disrespecting The Gang..
You Got To Know,
That Shit Like Committing A Crime.
(Yeah).. Yeah..
You Got A Warrant,
Now You Is Wanted..
Now We Is On It..
Killing Whoever,
Everybody Steppers,
No Fake Steppers..
Ain’t Nothin’ Phony.. (Nah)
We Get Money Ground Here,
Pussy Nigga (?) Shit Confused..
Nigga Be Thinkin’ We Don’t Play With Them Tools,
(?) Playin’ ’round With These Blues..
Nigga Be Stepping On Shit In The Loubs.
(Steppers, Rich Shooter)..
Tell 12 To Get Off My Dick,
Hate When These Fuck Niggas Be Watching..
Call These Niggas 12,
They Like Detectives,
Nigga Be Plotting And Watching, It’s Extra..
Nigga Be Switching And Bitching..
It’s Pressure, Nigga Ain’t Shooting..
Ain’t Applyin’ No Pressure (Bitch)..
Fuck Wrong With ’em?
They Cannot Stop Me..
They Know I’m Too Extra (Nah)
Why You Too Broke And You Talkin’ ’bout Pressure?
(You Broke) Got A New Shooter,
I’m Ready To Test You.. (I Got ’em)
For Real, I Got So Many,
They Do What I Say So..
(Got So Many They Do What I Say So)
For Real, I Know A Shooter,
I Got Him In Clayco..
(I Know A Shooter, I Got Him In, Huh?)
Yeah..
I Got Some Niggas On The West (Yeah),
I Got Some Shooters On The East..
Who The Fuck?
Slime Ain’t Runnin’ These Streets..
How Many Of Them Live?
How Many Of ’em Made It Home?
Back To They Kids (Not Plenty)..
This Shit’ll Get Real, This Shit Is For Real,
You Niggas Don’t Play In The Field..
You Play With The Fire, You Better Use It,
Don’t Pump Fake And Don’t You Abuse It..
Play With My Brother,
You Know I Get Slime..
I Pull Up And Shoot ’em,
I Make Sure They Dying..
They Know That I’m Riding (Yeah),
They Know I’m 4l,
I’m Slime For Mine (4l)..
Nigga, You Trying You Dying (You Dyin’),
Disrespecting The Gang You Got To Know,
That Shit Like Committing A Crime (Yeah).. Yeah..
You Got A Warrant, Now You Is Wanted,
Now We Is On It..
Killing Whoever,
Everybody Steppers..
Everybody Steppers..
No Fake Steppers,
Ain’t Nothing Phony ..
(Nah.. Nah)..
Real Deal Holyfield,
Niggas Bologna..
They Call Me Glock,
You Can Get It, You Wanted..
Fah.. Bah.. Bah..
Yeah, I Keep It On Me,
Show Me My Opponent..
(Bitch, What’s Up? Uh)..
Short Lil’ Thick Bitch,
My Little Pony (Yeah)..
She Tryna Ride This Thing Like Coney Island,
If I’m Drivin’ In It, I Own It,
Yeah, I Own That Bitch,
Skrrt.. Skrrt.. Skrrt.. Skrrt.. Skrrt..
These Rap Niggas Jabronies,
They Cappin’ And Lyin’ Up On They Dead Homies..
They Cappin’ And Lyin’ ’bout Everything They Do,
I Dare You To Reach For These Jewels..
I Pop Your Ass Just Like A Pimple..
I Make The Situation Cool (Cool) Down,
Then Turn Around And Spin ’em, Yeah..
Shrimp Ass Niggas, I Grill ’em,
I Don’t Play By No Rules..
Hell Nah, These Racks Won’t Bend Up Hell Yeah,
These Hoes Gon’ Choose (Choose)..
Hell Yeah, I Keep That Tool (Tool), Hell Nah,
Can’t Go Like That (Like That)..
No Lacking, I Can’t Snooze,
Ain’t Ask Yourself This Question..
How Many Of Them Live?
How Many Of ’em Made It Home?
Back To They Kids.
(Not Plenty, Back To They Kids, Huh)
This Shit’ll Get Real,
This Shit Is For Real (Uh-huh),
You Niggas Don’t Play In The Field..
(Don’t Do It, Nah)..
You Play With The Fire,
You Better Use It..
Don’t Pump-fake,
And Don’t You Abuse It..
Play With My Brother You Know I Get Slime,
I Pull Up And Shoot ’em,
I Make Sure They Dying..
They Know That I’m Ridin’ (Yeah),
They Know I’m 4l I’m Slime For Mine..
Nigga, You Trying, You Dying (You Dying),
Disrespecting The Gang You Got To Know,
That Shit Like Committing A Crime..
You Got A Warrant, Now You Is Wanted,
Now We Is On It..
Killing Whoever,
Everybody Steppers..
No Fake Steppers,
Ain’t Nothin’ Phony..
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