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c stunna - drippin rhude lyrics

[intro: dj drama]
(dramatic, n+gga)
let me show you how to put that sh+t on
might be some gallery’s (you aren’t even a cool breeze for my man, taz)
some chrome hearts
can’t forget the rhude (gangsta grizzillz)

[chorus: c stunna & dj drama]
get a bag or stay broke, boy, that’s somethin’ for you to choose
put that sh+t on, then get fly like year+round first day of school
all dubs or all blues, spread dependin’ up on my mood
why i ball the way i do? ’cause, n+gga, i was born to lose (dj drama)
ho keep sayin’ that i’m too mean, can’t you tell the drip is rhude?
spendin’ money and gettin’ money, we used to this, ain’t nothin’ new
hit the spot to talk that shh, can’t be out hеre leavin’ clues
start a problеm and have the block spinnin’ like a rubik’s cube

[verse]
man, this sh+t ain’t even out, gon’ be a while you catch this fit
f+ckin’ on this rapper b+tch, won’t be surprised i catch a diss
broke n+ggas can’t come around, they aroma make me sick
been around my n+gga shim too long, might f+ck ’round, cop a, frrt
been around my n+gga shim too long, might f+ck ’round, cop a switch
i fell in deep into this rap, been gettin’ money off the slips
n+ggas having’tiny motion, get mad, start sendin’ tips
ever said that stunna fell off with this sh+t, you startin’ myths
me and lames don’t interact, boy, i stay fitted like my hat
don’t rap no lies, i’m flowin’ facts, that p+ssy trash, no callin’ back
find a bag, that’s where i’m at, i keep that fire, i never lack
i hit the o with wet and racks, they screamin’, never goin’ flat
[chorus]
get a bag or stay broke, boy, that’s somethin’ for you to choose
put that sh+t on, then get fly like year+round first day of school
all dubs or all blues, spread dependin’ up on my mood
why i ball the way i do? ’cause, n+gga, i was born to lose
ho keep sayin’ that i’m too mean, can’t you tell the drip is rhude?
spendin’ money and gettin’ money, we used to this, ain’t nothin’ new
hit the spot to talk that shh, can’t be out here leavin’ clues
start a problem and have the block spinnin’ like a rubik’s cube

[outro: dj drama]
(gangsta grizzillz)
btm
fort myers, what up?

- c stunna lyrics

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