Nun of Dat by OG-2G Lyrics
[Hook]
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(Out to get to rich, We out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Know that I’m lit boy know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(We out to get to rich, we out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Boy know that I’m lit, know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
[Verse 1: OG-2G]
OG-2G got em caught on my wave
All this work I put in man my dues done been paid
Mix the shatter with crumble call it Cali Gumbo
With OG and crystals you know that we blazed
Take care of ya family - stay out of the way
And get to bag nigga that’s how we raised
You hate from the back but smile in they face
Free to keep it 100 but u niggas fake
Eric holder niggas wanna be in ya place
At a buffet but want eat off ya plate
You moving to slow nigga get out the way
Need keto diet how I got up my weight
Angel piece on on cuban that’s an ice trey
2G Belichick how I’m coaching the play
You just taking off boy I been out of space
Got drip for sale that’s why these niggas hate
When the pack come in let it fly like a free fall
My niggas shoot drakos like KD shoot the 3 ball
Ray Charles with the hustle how a nigga can’t see y’all
Sports coupe now how the OG speed off
Passenger seat got ya chick serving toppy
She need a towel 'cause that bitch can get sloppy
Envy in they eyes I can see how they watching
Pass on that BS ain’t no need for stopping
[Hook]
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(Out to get to rich, We out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Know that I’m lit boy know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(We out to get to rich, we out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Boy know that I’m lit, know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
Big backwood full of Larry Byrd
In my stomach is a lot of syrup
I made six figures off the curb
I sent a bitch to the suburbs
She came back with a briefcase
Whole lot of cream like a cheesecake
All I do is win like a sweepstakes
Bitches on a boat feed me grapes
Drop it in the syrup codeine grape
Lookin' at my shorts its a wet eight
Slidin' in the Maybach on skates
School in the Maybach with a choppa
Might rap fast like Skilk Shocker
Fur on my boots it's Chewbacca
Ya hubby is a bum work at Footlocker
(OOH WEEE)
[Hook]
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(Out to get to rich, We out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Know that I’m lit boy know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(We out to get to rich, we out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Boy know that I’m lit, know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(Out to get to rich, We out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Know that I’m lit boy know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(We out to get to rich, we out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Boy know that I’m lit, know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
[Verse 1: OG-2G]
OG-2G got em caught on my wave
All this work I put in man my dues done been paid
Mix the shatter with crumble call it Cali Gumbo
With OG and crystals you know that we blazed
Take care of ya family - stay out of the way
And get to bag nigga that’s how we raised
You hate from the back but smile in they face
Free to keep it 100 but u niggas fake
Eric holder niggas wanna be in ya place
At a buffet but want eat off ya plate
You moving to slow nigga get out the way
Need keto diet how I got up my weight
Angel piece on on cuban that’s an ice trey
2G Belichick how I’m coaching the play
You just taking off boy I been out of space
Got drip for sale that’s why these niggas hate
When the pack come in let it fly like a free fall
My niggas shoot drakos like KD shoot the 3 ball
Ray Charles with the hustle how a nigga can’t see y’all
Sports coupe now how the OG speed off
Passenger seat got ya chick serving toppy
She need a towel 'cause that bitch can get sloppy
Envy in they eyes I can see how they watching
Pass on that BS ain’t no need for stopping
[Hook]
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(Out to get to rich, We out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Know that I’m lit boy know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(We out to get to rich, we out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Boy know that I’m lit, know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
Big backwood full of Larry Byrd
In my stomach is a lot of syrup
I made six figures off the curb
I sent a bitch to the suburbs
She came back with a briefcase
Whole lot of cream like a cheesecake
All I do is win like a sweepstakes
Bitches on a boat feed me grapes
Drop it in the syrup codeine grape
Lookin' at my shorts its a wet eight
Slidin' in the Maybach on skates
School in the Maybach with a choppa
Might rap fast like Skilk Shocker
Fur on my boots it's Chewbacca
Ya hubby is a bum work at Footlocker
(OOH WEEE)
[Hook]
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(Out to get to rich, We out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Know that I’m lit boy know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)
Tell that lil' bitch I ain’t trynna hear that shit
(Hear that shit nun of dat, nun of dat)
Live from them trenches we out to get rich
(We out to get to rich, we out to get rich)
Twenty on my neck boy you know that I’m lit
(Boy know that I’m lit, know that I’m lit)
Say she got man but he don’t do it like this
(He don’t do it like this, he don’t do it like this)