Down Bad lyrics

[Tag]
TRAP-STAR-MUSIC

[Intro: Young Nudy]
Yeah, Damn
n*ggas say they f*ckin' with ya
But they ain't f*ckin' with ya
(Take ya partner out just for the f*cking cash, n*ggas say they ya mans, nah)

[Hook: Young Nudy]

n*ggas bum around with a lot of cash, they say they f*ckin' with you (Hell nah)
But when you down and bad, these n*ggas they ain't f*ckin' with you (They ain't f*ckin' with ya)
Man, I done seen a lot of n*ggas fall off before that cash, (just for that cash)
And n*ggas doin they partners bad, and I ain't f*ckin' with 'em (yeah, nah)

And it ain't none but loyalty, that's why I'm f*ckin' with ya (That's why I'm f*ckin'-)
Ain't none but street n*ggas with me, that's why I'm f*ckin' with 'em (That's why I'm f*ckin' with em, real n*ggas)
If ya ain't down and out, n*gga catch me down bad (down bad)
Have to do me wrong just for the cash, then I ain't f*ckin' with ya (Really, for the cash)

[Verse: Young Nudy]

Hey, aye look, n*gga caught me down bad
Oh yeah, pull through the 'partment, aye lil shawtie was sprayin
Man, I salute you n*gga (I salute you)
But when I catch you, gon' be flowers when I shoot ya n*gga (huh, I'm talkin bout-?)
Oh yeah, for real
Man, I done seen a lot of n*ggas do they partner wrong (I did)
Man, I done did a lot of n*ggas wrong, you know (Slime!)
See realest street slime n*ggas like me
Man, I love the word loyalty, but loyalty not in me (It's not)

Cause I'm a grimey mothaf*cka that's that lifestyle (Down)
n*gga talkin cash, I gotta go get it, time to get down
A lay down, I don't really play 'round (I don't)
AK-47, that's a 100 rounds, slam a lot of n*ggas out

[Hook: Young Nudy]

n*ggas bum around with a lot of cash, they say they f*ckin' with you (But they not)
But when you down and bad, these n*ggas they ain't f*ckin' with you (Well, f*ck em)
Man, I done seen a lot of n*ggas fall off before that cash, (*laugh* where ya at? pus*y)
And n*ggas doin they partners bad, and I ain't f*ckin' with 'em

And it ain't none but loyalty, that's why I'm f*ckin' with ya (That's why I'm f*ckin with ya)
Ain't none but street n*ggas with me, that's why I'm f*ckin' with 'em (Huh? That's why I'm f*ckin witcha)
If ya ain't down and out, n*gga catch me down bad (Down Bad!)
Have to do me wrong just for the cash, then I ain't f*ckin' with ya (Huh)

[Verse 2: Kourtney Money]

You think a n*gga give a f*ck, if you up? (Give a f*ck? Naw)
Hell nah, my n*gga (Aye, just stand tall, my n*gga)
A n*gga love to see you down bad
With ya hand out, askin' for a hand out (Hey, with his b*tch ass)
My n*ggas don't give a f*ck though, (Naw)
We had no understanding with n*ggas
That's why we say f*ck dough (Hey, f*ck you!)
Hey, f*ck these, n*ggas who hate on me (Money!)
I pull up on you with no casualty, for real (Rrrrah)

Now how you my friends? Huh?! (Huhhh?)
I knew off the jump, you wasn't my mans (Never n*gga!)
My mans, Snim(?) stay down, with 100 pounds (Yeah! 100 pounds)
Now we livin' it large(?), lookin over the town, clown (Woooo)
Huh?!

[Hook: Young Nudy]

n*ggas bum around with a lot of cash, they say they f*ckin' with you (But they not)
But when you down and bad, these n*ggas they ain't f*ckin' with you (Well, f*ck em)
Man, I done seen a lot of n*ggas fall off before that cash
And n*ggas doin they partners bad, and I ain't f*ckin' with 'em (*laugh* where ya at? pus*y)

And it ain't none but loyalty, that's why I'm f*ckin' with ya (Loyalty)
Ain't none but street n*ggas with me, that's why I'm f*ckin' with 'em (That real street)
If ya ain't down and out, n*gga catch me down bad (Down Bad!)
Have to do me wrong just for the cash, then I ain't f*ckin' with ya (I ain't f*ckin wit' ya)