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cruddy marie - im da goat lyrics

[hook]
can’t catch one of them ’cause them boys like to run
we love spinning blocks, n+gga this sh+t be fun
tell ’em bring out the scoreboard, we already won
that boy fell in hot sh+t and fumbled his gun
put their hood on the news, i was dressed like a bum
i’m taking these percs, make my feelings go numb
been spinning with fully, ap’s with a drum
can’t go by no b+tch, n+gga ahk was too dumb
won’t walk down no alley, can’t do me like roach
my youngins tote blatts, n+gga watch your approach
n+gga seen me with drac’ and that young n+gga broke
i don’t buy sh+t for fashion, it’s sh+ts in this coat
trying move on this move and got tapped in this throat
them youngins ain’t f+cking with me, i’m the goat
they ain’t looking this way ’cause they know what i tote
you can play with this sh+t, bet a n+gga get smoked

[verse]
really hanging with steppers, get turned to a pack
fat n+gga got hit, man he ain’t coming back
tried pull off on me and got hit with a drac’
f+ck is you going n+gga, ain’t no escape
woosie got cracked, they tried get back too late
can’t wait to catch bruh, his ass won’t get away
get hit with this switch, you won’t see the next day
i’m smoking your man, he got hit with a k
rap n+ggas bluffing, but i don’t take ’em serious
whose block is they spinning, got me feeling curious
spinning they rip everytime i get furious
did it too militant, twelve look mysterious
n+gga came home, start dissing
never did sh+t over here, that n+gga tripping
on the cruddy, we stay on them cars if they fishing
giving b+tches the sixty, they like when i’m tricking
n+ggas ain’t spinning, they cap in them songs, n+ggas b+tches
we started this sh+t, hit their block with them switches
n+gga keep talking about brodie, get me in my mode, bet a n+gga get cracked just for making them disses
i don’t know why would he cap in that song, like we ain’t the ones digging n+ggas these ditches
and ron really got his ass cracked in his head for real, man them n+ggas ain’t standing on business
it’s all about money, we already k!lling
lost a real stepper, we ain’t never chilling
load up with sh+t, time to handle some business
really missing you brodie, i’m all in my feelings
i’m giving out bald heads, look at lil’ krillin
get in my mode, take my anger out, i’m spinning
n0body got shot, so how is they bending?
i can name eight n+ggas ass that got tagged
all of my men in my circle can drag
better get you some money, i ain’t f+cking a strat
i ain’t chasing no b+tches, i’m chasing a bag
tall made a diss and got me in my bag
come on the cruddy, your ass getting bagged
i really go spin and go k!ll when i’m mad
get caught with your mother, you won’t get a pass
[hook]
can’t catch one of them ’cause them boys like to run
we love spinning blocks, n+gga this sh+t be fun
tell ’em bring out the scoreboard, we already won
that boy fell in hot sh+t and fumbled his gun
put their hood on the news, i was dressed like a bum
i’m taking these percs, make my feelings go numb
been spinning with fully, ap’s with a drum
can’t go by no b+tch, n+gga ahk was too dumb
won’t walk down no alley, can’t do me like roach
my youngins tote blatts, n+gga watch your approach
n+gga seen me with drac’ and that young n+gga broke
i don’t buy sh+t for fashion, it’s sh+ts in this coat
trying move on this move and got tapped in this throat
them youngins ain’t f+cking with me, i’m the goat
they ain’t looking this way ’cause they know what i tote
you can play with this sh+t, bet a n+gga get smoked

- cruddy marie lyrics

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