Nuketown lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos]
(Viper)
Eat that (Jermain Graves, lay 'em down)

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
.223s, Cactus Jacks on, I'm like MJ
I need it all, baby, Drakeo, play my sensei
Am I comin'? It depends how much I get paid
Flu flam Sue Yung and now she got a neck brace
n*ggas back bitin', go on and raise the pressure up
2022, you still broke? You look frustrated
Ten F&Ns on the table like the gun range
You don't like lean, b*tch? I know, but it's Friday

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
I'll blow this n*gga block up, b*tch, it's Nuketown
"You my friend" what you say when I'm not 'round
TECs out, flag on the play, n*ggas out of bounds
Hundiddy bop-bopin', you could get the whole thing (sh*t, n*gga)
I'll blow this n*gga block up, b*tch, it's Nuketown (sh*t)
Pull up to his house, lights out, what is they on? (For real)
TECs out, flag on the play, n*ggas out of bounds
sh*t
Hundiddy bop-bopin', you could get the whole thing

[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
How? What am I? Where was n*ggas at when you was my age?
In a foreign with a hottie, out on bail holdin' five K's
It's time to go, where the homies? Park the Maybach
Quit lyin' to the b*tch, you ain't pimpin' with your lame ass (sh*t)
I can tell these n*ggas broke, why they arguin' 'bout small fractions?
You got a chop, I got a chop, what you think, we finna arm wrestle?
Get a piece off my neck, I don't know, that sound farfetched
[Chorus: Blue Pesos & Duffy]
I'll blow this n*gga block up, b*tch, it's Nuketown
"You my friend" what you say when I'm not 'round
TECs out, flag on the play, n*ggas out of bounds
Hundiddy bop-bopin', you could get the whole thing (n*gga, sh*t)

[Verse 3: Duffy]
Which house? I'm finna turn this b*tch to Nuketown
Hundiddy bop-bop, how that sound?
Fake n*ggas, that's some sh*t that we just can't allow
That's your mans? What he say when n*ggas not around?
sh*t, n*ggas clowns
F&N on me when it's time to boogie down
Without OTM, this sh*t would be so watered down
Beat the block, turn his hood to a ghost town
Flu flam the rap game like it's fun
In a foreign goin' fast, we got Call of Duty guns
Got it Off the Mussle, n*ggas hate to see us up
I get uchies, I feel bad for any n*gga that feel stuck
Me and P smashin' in a Benz, we don't bunk
L&R drippin', ski masked up, the opps f*cked
Where he say he from? So what? I don't bang
But my young n*ggas trippin' if you say the wrong name
Drumsticks, I just fed an opp the whole thing
Check the scoreboard, we don't really do no close games
n*ggas out here hatin' on they bros, that's a shame
Duffy finna blow, I'm walkin' in with a grenade
We don't do the stocks, I be ridin' with a semi
Heard your n*gga think he tough, yeah, aight, should we kill him?
n*ggas slide on us, what's the odds? Be realistic
I got my chop, I'm finna bomb on a n*gga, ugh
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
I'll blow this n*gga block up, b*tch, it's Nuketown
"You my friend" what you say when I'm not 'round
TECs out, flag on the play, n*ggas out of bounds
Hundiddy bop-bopin', you could get the whole thing (sh*t, n*gga)
I'll blow this n*gga block up, b*tch, it's Nuketown (sh*t)
Pull up to his house, lights out, what is they on? (For real)
TECs out, flag on the play, n*ggas out of bounds
sh*t
Hundiddy bop-bopin', you could get the whole thing