Fierce by Nuk & Sada Baby
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Fierce Lyrics

[Intro: Sada Baby]
(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
Huh, huh, boy, this shit is not no game

[Chorus: Sada Baby]
How the fuck you think I'ma let a nigga play with my name?
First of all, I ain't talkin' to you, dog, don't know your name
First of all, I ain't talkin' to lil' niggas, don't know your name
I wish niggas'd stay the fuck up out my DM, that shit lame
Faggot niggas tryna argue 'bout some shit I'm gon' kill for
Never did no rap beef, fuck I'ma start now?
Boy, my niggas grown as hell, we ain't playin' with no opps
If it's up, then it's stuck, it's on sight, you gon' drop, yeah

[Verse 1: Sada Baby]
Hmm, 7 Mile nigga from the Eastside, huh
Give no fuck where I go, bet I keep slidin'
Bando can't never be on camera, he gon' keep slidin'
Keep terrorizin' any nigga who want these problems
Hmm, hmm, he want some smoke? Oh
Huh, tried to tell me how it went, but this how it's gon' go, huh
I ain't nеver been no bitch, never been no ho, huh
I'ma shoot soon as my niggas shoot, on God, huh
Quit actin' likе I ain't have my people visit you, on God, huh
Quit actin' like I ain't been back through that bitch, me and my squad, huh
Came back, a hundred thousand dollars in they territory, huh
Really a hundred-fifty thousand and a Glock, huh
Fuck I look like speakin' to a stranger? You the cops, huh
Fuck I look like spendin' extra time with the opps? Huh
Nigga never did no gangster nothin', keep that shit a buck
Slime know the best move for Skub is to shake me up
If not, let that door lock, I'ma wet him up
Loaded chops, know we double back, we gon' double up
Spint once, we gon' spin again, we ain't spint enough
Slid twice, we gon' keep slidin', pull up once a month
I don't chase clout, not an ounce, not even a lil' bit
I don't give a fuck 'bout no streams, I'm a hood nigga
I don't give no fuck 'bout opinions, I say what I want
I don't give a fuck 'bout no feelings, I walk it how I talk
I don't give a fuck 'bout the blogs sayin' I said somethin'
Usually when I say what I say, they never gave a fuck
Usually when I pop my shit, they ain't notice shit
Now I'm pressin' 'round this bitch and they on my dick
I be with the killers who kill the killers who kill the killers
Real gorillas, you can look me in my face, no, I ain't cappin'
I ain't scared of nan' nigga 'round this bitch who be rappin'
I ain't scared of nan' nigga 'round this bitch who be breathin'
I ain't scared of nan' empty-headed nigga that don't believe in Jesus
A hundred round in this chop, I'll release these demons
Get-back gang, on God 'nem, we gotta get even
I'm really tryna shoot some shit, that's why I don't be tweetin'
Can't let the police just pull up and read it
Fuck 'round, give 'em a play-by-play 'cause they know I mean it
Ain't shit to go back and forth 'bout no agreements
Unless I shake my head with the yop and you don't peep it
If I got the shot, I'ma shoot 'til the engineer keep it
All my niggas got they hoods on, lookin' like reapers
SkubaRu keep his hood on, Red Riding, huh
Tryna put the press to every opp nigga hidin', duh

[Chorus: Sada Baby]
How the fuck you think I'ma let a nigga play with my name?
First of all, I ain't talkin' to you, dog, don't know your name
First of all, I ain't talkin' to lil' niggas, don't know your name
I wish niggas'd stay the fuck up out my DM, that shit lame
Faggot niggas tryna argue 'bout some shit I'm gon' kill for
Never did no rap beef, fuck I'ma start now?
Boy, my niggas grown as hell, we ain't playin' with no opps
If it's up, then it's stuck, it's on sight, you gon' drop, yeah

[Verse 2: Nuk]
Before they put him in that box, they gon' do his face over
Brodie keep 'bout sixty shots and that baby K on him
Niggas think they in the jungle, well, I got some apes for 'em
I don't play with opps, I'll put a nigga safe on 'em
I just caught some hammer time, kinda like a samurai
The DA know that they can't make it stick if it ain't homicide
We ain't even bringin' up '06, but we can talk homis
You won't hear me bringin' up no bitch, but I can talk bodies
Stand-off, bust thirty out the Glock and take a quick breather
My niggas only pullin' up for blood, them niggas medieval
I remember Perry had a dub, he was the first in traffic
I can only think 'bout hard work when we say get it brackin'
We lost the squad, that's shit we all carry
We got even, though, 'cause we the reason they got pallbearers
How the fuck you thinkin' I'm gon' live if you don't die tonight?
Lost a couple niggas, we got murder on our appetite

[Chorus: Sada Baby]
How the fuck you think I'ma let a nigga play with my name?
First of all, I ain't talkin' to you, dog, don't know your name
First of all, I ain't talkin' to lil' niggas, don't know your name
I wish niggas'd stay the fuck up out my DM, that shit lame
Faggot niggas tryna argue 'bout some shit I'm gon' kill for
Never did no rap beef, fuck I'ma start now?
Boy, my niggas grown as hell, we ain't playin' with no opps
If it's up, then it's stuck, it's on sight, you gon' drop, yeah

Fierce Q&A

Who wrote Fierce's ?

Fierce was written by Nuk & Sada Baby.

Who produced Fierce's ?

Fierce was produced by Leechoppn.

When did Nuk & Sada Baby release Fierce?

Nuk & Sada Baby released Fierce on Wed Oct 25 2023.

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