Old School Song Lyrics

Description:- Old School Lyrics Young Nudy are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer Young Nudy. This song is from Rich Shooter album. This Song will release on 4 August 2021.

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Song:– Old School

Singer:– Young Nudy

Album:– Rich Shooter

Producer:– Pi’erre Bourne

Written:– Pi’erre Bourne & Young Nudy

Old School Lyrics Young Nudy

[Intro]
Ayy, man, for real, for real, look, man, I came from them ‘partments, man
I came from nothing, bitch
For real, look, I got like, I got, I got a hundred on me right now in the booth, bitch, hahahahaha (Yeah)
Ayy, shawty (You see my money?), come here
Big racks, a ho, like, bitch, I would’ve killed the nigga for this, I would’ve blowed that shit
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)

[Chorus]
Two Hellcats and a Demon, that’s nasty (Two Hellcats, on God)
Old school SS, Corvette motor (Corvette motor)
Got a bulletproof truck, man, that bitch 130 (130)
And this shit on my wrist, this a cool 150 (That’s a 50)
And this Glock on my hip, it hold 19 (It hold 19)
Put a 50 on that bitch and I can take a team (I can take a team)
Wrong nigga with the money, boy, this shit get mean, for real (This shit get real mean, nah, for real, nigga, hey)

[Verse 1]
Nigga droppin’ shit off like I’m Big Bird (Phew, phew, ayy)
Nigga, come and pull up, you can get served (You can get served, for real)
In and out my bag house (Out my bag house)
Make a lot of money, he’ll spaz out (That shit’ll make you spaz out), for real (I’m tellin’ you)
Rap shit don’t really change niggas (Don’t really change niggas)
You ain’t getting no money and your song lame (Your song lame, nigga)
Chasin’ shit for clout, that ain’t what I’m ’bout (That ain’t what slime ’bout)
It ain’t ’bout no money, what that shit about? (What that shit be ’bout?)
And y’all niggas dickriding, wanna be known so bad (Wanna be known so bad)
Niggas gettin’ they shit took, niggas goin’ out bad (Boy, you goin’ out bad)
Can’t be me, I’m strapped up, nigga, tough luck, nigga (Tough luck, nigga), yeah
On the stage, goin’, I bust it, I’m not goin’ for nothin’ (I ain’t goin’ for nothin’)
Bitch, you better not touch me (Better not touch me)
I got niggas with me, they’ll kill for nothin’ (I swear to God), uh
Pay the right price, I might send them folks to go handle your business (Yeah)
Pop that pill and kill with no feelings (Yeah)
Yeah, hahaha, yeah, nigga, I’m tellin’ you (Yessir)

[Chorus]
Two Hellcats and a Demon, that’s nasty (Two Hellcats)
Old school SS, Corvette motor (Vroom, vroom)
Got a bulletproof truck, man, that bitch 130 (Bitch 130)
And this shit on my wrist, this a cool 150 (This a cool 150)
And this Glock on my hip, it hold 19 (It hold 19)
Put a 50 on that bitch and I can take a team (I can take a team)
Wrong nigga with the money, boy, this shit get mean (Shit get mean), for real (Nah, for real)

[Verse 2]
Real deal definition (Yeah), that fuck shit, I’m livin’ (I’m livin’)
Killin’, robbin’, stealin’ (Killin’)
Everything ’bout dope dealin’, my niggas gettin’ it (Let’s get it, nigga)
Real, all my niggas scam (Scam)
Get out the Uncle Sam (Sam)
Long as you get money, I don’t give a damn (I don’t)
I know people that’ll shoot your ass, they don’t give a damn (They don’t)
I know ho’s who’ll fuck you for a bag, they don’t give a damn (She don’t)
Show a ho a lil’ bit of this cash, she gon’ pull it down (Yeah, yeah)
For real, make her cheat on her nigga (Yeah)
Bitch gon’ leave you, you ain’t gettin’ no bag, nigga (Get no bag, nigga)
Everything ’bout me put it in bag, nigga (What’s in this bag, nigga?)
Smokin’ real gas in the penthouse, glass, nigga (Nothin’ but glass, nigga)
Make your ho bounce that ass for a real nigga (For this bag, nigga)
And the ho told me you don’t like me, pillow talkin’ bitch (Pillow talkin’ bitch)
I can’t even hear it, she too busy suckin’ my dick (Mwah)
Man, my house too big, man, the penthouse for these bitches (You bitches)
Man, my life been big, ever since I left the trenches (I left the trenches, fuck you talkin’ ’bout, nigga?)

[Chorus]
Two Hellcats and a Demon, that’s nasty (Yeah)
Old school SS, Corvette motor (For real)
Got a bulletproof truck, man, that bitch 130 (130)
And this shit on my wrist, this a cool 150 (Phew, icey)
And this Glock on my hip, it hold 19 (Yeah)
Put a 50 on that bitch and I can take a team (Yeah)
Wrong nigga with the money, boy, this shit get mean (Yeah), for real (Yeah)

[Outro]
Hahaha, yeah
Nah, nah, nah