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Go in (Fxck Nxggas) Video (MV)




Performed By: Alabama Nick
Length: 2:33
Written by: Nicholus Thomas




Alabama Nick - Go in (Fxck Nxggas) Lyrics
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I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)

I'm tired of all the bullshit these lil' niggas doin'
I'm posted up on the block like I'm Patrick Ewing
Hit a nigga in the throat like I'm Kung Fu-in'
If you comin' for me, bitch, you better bring a army
It's gon' take a whole SWAT team to disarm me
I got AR's, AK's 2-23's
Still a hot boy steppin' in my Soulja Rees
Big shells knock a nigga out his dungarees
He out his head, must be smokin' on them laced trees
Before I go to bed, I'm gettin' down on my knees
I pray to God they don't try me, Holy Father, please
Jumped outta bed, money on my mind, get to the cheese
Mama told me watch my back 'cause these snakes crawlin'
They wanna throw me off my game, hate to see me ballin'
Can't even trust my own family, wanna see me fallin'
That's aight though, I always kinda been a loner
Smokin' strong back-to-back turned me to a stoner
They some clowns and they wack, they still on the corner
I double back and buy the block, I'm the damn owner
Make boss moves, real estate I can't lose
That money in your bank account, I spent it on my shoes
Man, I'm fed up, they need to get they bread up
I'ma hustle 'til I can't pick my head up

I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas

And if I can't, I'ma stockpile this lead up
Run up in a nigga house, tell him, "Give it up"
Nah, I'm playin', I ain't really gotta rob niggas
Lowkey, I be connected to the mob, nigga
Keep a shooter on deck to do the job, nigga
Make one phone call, ain't gotta pull no trigger
I'm sick of all the fake shit in the rap game
This shit be all cap, nigga, that's a damn shame
I don't give a f*ck, don't really care what you claim
If you comin' for the crown, you better have some aim
I'm a ape out that jungle, eat your face off
You ain't really 'bout that life 'cause you too soft
Got another anthem gon' blow the roof off

I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas
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I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)

I'm tired of all the bullshit these lil' niggas doin'
I'm posted up on the block like I'm Patrick Ewing
Hit a nigga in the throat like I'm Kung Fu-in'
If you comin' for me, bitch, you better bring a army
It's gon' take a whole SWAT team to disarm me
I got AR's, AK's 2-23's
Still a hot boy steppin' in my Soulja Rees
Big shells knock a nigga out his dungarees
He out his head, must be smokin' on them laced trees
Before I go to bed, I'm gettin' down on my knees
I pray to God they don't try me, Holy Father, please
Jumped outta bed, money on my mind, get to the cheese
Mama told me watch my back 'cause these snakes crawlin'
They wanna throw me off my game, hate to see me ballin'
Can't even trust my own family, wanna see me fallin'
That's aight though, I always kinda been a loner
Smokin' strong back-to-back turned me to a stoner
They some clowns and they wack, they still on the corner
I double back and buy the block, I'm the damn owner
Make boss moves, real estate I can't lose
That money in your bank account, I spent it on my shoes
Man, I'm fed up, they need to get they bread up
I'ma hustle 'til I can't pick my head up

I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas

And if I can't, I'ma stockpile this lead up
Run up in a nigga house, tell him, "Give it up"
Nah, I'm playin', I ain't really gotta rob niggas
Lowkey, I be connected to the mob, nigga
Keep a shooter on deck to do the job, nigga
Make one phone call, ain't gotta pull no trigger
I'm sick of all the fake shit in the rap game
This shit be all cap, nigga, that's a damn shame
I don't give a f*ck, don't really care what you claim
If you comin' for the crown, you better have some aim
I'm a ape out that jungle, eat your face off
You ain't really 'bout that life 'cause you too soft
Got another anthem gon' blow the roof off

I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas (go in)
I'm goin' in on these f*ck niggas
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Writer: Nicholus Thomas
Copyright: Lyrics © Thug Soul Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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