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dj hacko - rude lyrics

dotty:

runnin’ round tryna get it
maggi sprite fulla beverage
she done f+ck me good but she a headers
peng as peng as cigarellas
man a man a winning in the winners race
competition long time that they win the race
instead of getting money they ain’t getting paid
sh+t they need to learn the london living way
beat your gal and then i friend zoned her
and she’s still sending me nudes i think that’s right i’m rude
she say your following fashion you spent your last money on loubs
she just lie to the people and you got a million views
bro how these youts get through

troubz:

them man are straight p+ssy like tampon
why you talkin’ about straps? never had one
why you talkin’ so bad? who you banged on?
i was movin’ like a ghost in the phantom
i was really on the grinds two hands on
don’t be talkin’ ’bout dirt better call church you’ll get scooped at random
like where’s all your mandem?
in the streets it’s dark and cold
better own that path you chose
break it down move the dark in o’s
10 years now i had this phone
but you still playing practice mode
he ain’t really in the game, really in the field, really tryna mash this dough, now we’re fillin’ all the bag with snow
charlie rose:

i been chillin’ loads
like not even chillin’ just billin’ loads, wrap kitchen roll
last food from the barbeque and now it’s flippin’ cold
i got the kini for your new beanie like picolo
she’s thick and so i just swipe that like tinder bro
and then i’m off and gone, i’ve been wrong and strong that’s how you jog along
she just look good, don’t cook good but i’m tryna get some stew
i dream of some bullsh+t then wake up press snooze
leave your plate with no food b+tch

dotty:

we came on action
my n+ggas came wi the heat they can’t find the matches
watch the bottles come through them b+tches flock in batches
they flock in batches
all my n+ggas fly all their n+ggas fly all my n+ggas fly
we was on par then i levelled up
i don’t even talk man said enough
watch his dusty toes on my pattern rug
now it ain’t a pat it’s still expensive, wardrobe so offensive
yeah i’m rude i’ll move to your gal and ask where her friends is
don’t care for no consequences
bet i still leave with gal in benz’s
logbooks, non of mans cars ain’t rented
man i live good right now them manna talk bare past tense ting
had to catch my breath i shouldn’t waste it on ’em
you know a2 droppin’ at me way to come in
let me hold my brother let my brother come in
troubz:

you like big billin’ but it still ain’t built
baby boy i bet you’re still on milk
6 foot 5 bro that’s been the deal
fulton heath but i been on hill
eating well never skip a meal
yeah you been to jail now you think you’re real
bring the heat and make a n+gga chill
you want a mil i want a bigger deal
probably cos i’m a bigger deal
i’m the one that get the k!ller k!lled
i’m the one that spit the realer real
pull your skirt like you’re in a kilt
you never trap and you never jugg
bad mans on job i don’t care what you done on your block
go ride on your opps

charlie rose:

charlie rose got your girl on her tippies while you do 10 toes
only spirits made me trippy i know voodoo dolls
got some g’s and some hippies you play movie rolls
thinkin’ you some sort of 50
i got people with those powers that be rollin’ on my side
bro just bought a ting and that is something he can’t hide
i can tell it’s pride but you bruddas not alike
have you looking right i’m left eyeing with your wife
dotty:

them boy they’re rude
talk about boxes so many lies them man ain’t seen food
ay f+ck it i’m rude
beat a man’s girl all up in his yard then eat a man’s food d+mn
then boy they’re rude
talk about boxes so many lies them man ain’t seen food
like f+ck it i’m rude
beat a man’s girl all up in his yard then eat a man’s food d+mn

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