Letra Never let 'em c u sweat (feat. the teamsters) de Nelly

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Never let 'em c u sweat (feat. the teamsters)

Yeah
Gangsta
What
That Gangsta
Yeah
That Gangsta
on the tips
E.I

Nelly-
I was forced to live the crazy life
Y'all niggas don't understand what a day be like
But a son know my Pop's didn't raise me right
When Hennedy don't pay me right
No Baby wipes
Keep the 3-80 tight
The Mercedes dyke
On a shady night
Y'all niggas is lady like
Blow for niggas that'll watch your arm
Run in your crib pop your Mom
Like bitch with stocks and bonds
In the studio a thug wanna lock your calm
Tell a nigga I'm like flex I drop the bomb
You come to war with a switch blade
Get laid
Nigga Imma spit the gauge at your rib cage
We thugged out
Y'all niggas is bitch made
You pick Jay they North white the shit grade
Yor cousin looks mad ready to let the clips spray
Out of a week I stay in a lab for 6 days

(Chorus) x2
I run my right guard incase my shot ain't handy
Speed stickin' me and mine
I turn it up a degree
Your secrets still kept
Never let em see you sweat

Teamsters-
I'm second to none nigga
Yo I'm lettin my gun
Pull this trigger shit off the window
Through the head of your son
I've been runnin' like 20 miles
I ain't sweatin' for fun
Yo it's hard to be a team when the second is one
Cause I follow very
Wanna wife like Halle Berry
Yeah I ain't tryna be locked up under consolitary
Like it don't stop
Nigga I stop for food
How you gonna pop a nigga that pop for you
Hushed out in the drop top
Aqua blue
Get the bitch screamin' "Please, Please, not my boo"
My revolver shook like I deal with smart crook
You know the name
Switch up the game like Garth Brooks
Like ten cars with tire, hoes and and winstars
I been hard through hell better sing God
Diminish, I'm a bull dog, breathing British
You ain't site cause your night show is all about your image

(Chorus) x2

What
I've seen on the bricks of the little front
At colorses, check the ashtrey that hold the blunts
We hustling, I do the push ups and the sit ups nigga
Get muscular
Just incase you let your lips slip up
I'm bustin ya
Never let em see you sweat
Yeah that's my motto
Catch em in the club get wrecked
With the bottle
The silencer behind his neck
The others follow
Show them you ain't bullshittin
and you ain't hollow
I saw you talkin' to that chick
Up over there
I heard you ask her why she on my dick
yeah, yeah
I heard it all before ya dig
Next thing y'all tellin me none of y'all put that on my fuckin' kid
What you think this is
I'm the reason they invented the whole navigational system
So niggas can't find they trucks and they women when I'm with em
Like I catch em in linen
And then I flip em and run up in em
Send her back to him
And go to his house and blow him with her

(Chorus)

Never let em see you sweat
Never let em see you sweat
Never let em
Never let em
To to play this hit out nigga
How nigga

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Yeah 
Gangsta 
What 
That Gangsta 
Yeah 
That Gangsta 
on the tips 
E.I

Nelly- 
I was forced to live the crazy life 
Y'all niggas don't understand what a day be like 
But a son know my Pop's didn't raise me right 
When Hennedy don't pay me right 
No Baby wipes 
Keep the 3-80 tight 
The Mercedes dyke 
On a shady night 
Y'all niggas is lady like 
Blow for niggas that'll watch your arm 
Run in your crib pop your Mom 
Like bitch with stocks and bonds 
In the studio a thug wanna lock your calm 
Tell a nigga I'm like flex I drop the bomb 
You come to war with a switch blade 
Get laid 
Nigga Imma spit the gauge at your rib cage 
We thugged out 
Y'all niggas is bitch made 
You pick Jay they North white the shit grade 
Yor cousin looks mad ready to let the clips spray 
Out of a week I stay in a lab for 6 days

(Chorus) x2 
I run my right guard incase my shot ain't handy 
Speed stickin' me and mine 
I turn it up a degree 
Your secrets still kept 
Never let em see you sweat

Teamsters- 
I'm second to none nigga 
Yo I'm lettin my gun 
Pull this trigger shit off the window 
Through the head of your son 
I've been runnin' like 20 miles 
I ain't sweatin' for fun 
Yo it's hard to be a team when the second is one 
Cause I follow very 
Wanna wife like Halle Berry 
Yeah I ain't tryna be locked up under consolitary 
Like it don't stop 
Nigga I stop for food 
How you gonna pop a nigga that pop for you 
Hushed out in the drop top 
Aqua blue 
Get the bitch screamin' "Please, Please, not my boo" 
My revolver shook like I deal with smart crook 
You know the name 
Switch up the game like Garth Brooks 
Like ten cars with tire, hoes and and winstars 
I been hard through hell better sing God 
Diminish, I'm a bull dog, breathing British 
You ain't site cause your night show is all about your image

(Chorus) x2

What 
I've seen on the bricks of the little front 
At colorses, check the ashtrey that hold the blunts 
We hustling, I do the push ups and the sit ups nigga 
Get muscular  
Just incase you let your lips slip up 
I'm bustin ya 
Never let em see you sweat 
Yeah that's my motto 
Catch em in the club get wrecked 
With the bottle 
The silencer behind his neck 
The others follow 
Show them you ain't bullshittin 
and you ain't hollow 
I saw you talkin' to that chick 
Up over there 
I heard you ask her why she on my dick 
yeah, yeah 
I heard it all before ya dig 
Next thing y'all tellin me none of y'all put that on my fuckin' kid 
What you think this is 
I'm the reason they invented the whole navigational system 
So niggas can't find they trucks and they women when I'm with em 
Like I catch em in linen 
And then I flip em and run up in em 
Send her back to him 
And go to his house and blow him with her

(Chorus)

Never let em see you sweat 
Never let em see you sweat 
Never let em  
Never let em 
To to play this hit out nigga 
How nigga