Singer: Pooh Shiesty
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Song: Ugly
Pooh Shiesty - Ugly Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (03:01-181-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:12.10]Shit get ugly, everybody with me thuggin'
[00:15.60]We keep that pistol out, no regular clips, we loud, you know we clutchin' (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
[00:19.10]I stand formal with my gang and ain't no nigga gon' do nothing (Ain't no nigga gon' do shit)
[00:22.00]Snuck in the club with a ten-millimeter, regular clip a dozen
[00:25.20]And this Gucci backpack filled with racks, try something, I press that button
[00:28.40]I break that automatic folding chop out my Louis V luggage
[00:31.70]Still got respect for all the old hoes, rode my dick when I was nothing
[00:34.80]Got some money, now I'm fucking twin sisters, mamas, cousins
[00:38.10]Ayy, SRT beat up the streets, do donuts, I be buckin'
[00:41.50]Hydro shots up in the clip, he live then he lucky
[00:44.80]AK with the stock, the knife look like it came from Chucky
[00:48.00]Beef like Jason with the mask off, you play, this shit get ugly
[00:51.10]My clip get emptied every shootout, ain't a time that I won't bust it
[00:54.30]'Fore a nigga T-shirt me, it's breaking news and I'm the suspect
[00:57.50]Put your face on Fox 13, now it's R.I.P. from the public
[01:00.70]I make sure you straight for life, just send the drops if you love me, blrrrd
[01:04.60]Glizzy with the stock hold a fifty and thirty clip (Yeah, yeah)
[01:07.10]We throw ones up in the air, raining on bitches while they strip
[01:10.30]Think 'bout your folks over there 'fore you play, everybody gon' get killed
[01:13.60]This shit get ugly, you see all black, hoppin' out, let 'em rip
[01:16.80]Shit get ugly {Blrrrd, blrrrd}, everybody with me thuggin'
[01:20.00]We keep that pistol out, no regular clips, we loud, you know we clutching
[01:23.30]I stand formal with my gang and ain't no nigga gon' do nothing {Ain't no nigga gon' do shit}
[01:26.90]Snuck in the club with a ten-millimeter, regular clip a dozen (Damn)
[01:29.80]And this Gucci backpack filled with racks, try something, I press that button (It's Gucci)
[01:33.00]I break that automatic folding chop out my Louis V luggage
[01:36.60]Still got respect for all the old hoes, rode my dick when I was nothing
[01:39.40]Got some money, now I'm fucking twin sisters, mamas, cousins
[01:43.00]I just Louisville slugged that lil' boy like I'm from Kentucky (Baow)
[01:45.80]The chopper knocked him out his shoes and now that bitch on crutches (Well, damn)
[01:49.10]We don't call police, get in the streets and get our justice (Yeah)
[01:52.30]Gon' get past ugly playing with me, that shit gon' get disgusting
[01:55.60]My young niggas lay on you 'til they muddy and musty (Stinky)
[01:58.80]It be fun and games 'til your clip running out, getting busted (Go)
[02:02.00]I don't trust nobody like my ...........
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