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gsbpaid – uncle ruckus lyrics

huh, i ain’t let the beat start, i get to rapping, sh+t talking out of boredom
i don’t care if he dead don’t sh+t stop keep scoring
payed good cheese for some pints of wock i keep pouring, got mad my twins in here nodding off they keep snoring
on a money route, don’t even call me if it’s not important. got a load in at 12 o’clock and sold it by the morning
talk hot, we lay up on his crib, can’t give his ass no warning
fancy n+gga slid down in new mcqueens. f+ck jordan
and these n+ggas talking bout we faking, told me i can’t for nothing
n+ggas switched, but p+a+i+d always stayed 100
can’t run but if you try to dip i just press the b+tton, poured a 5 and said f+ck fam, i tried to pop my cousin
n+ggas slid n0body hit. they ain’t got no jumper, lil n+ggas up some dog sh+t i got racks off dumping
me and sixx been acting bad. we’re like dumb & dumber. i ain’t fighting i will up this b+tch if i feel outnumbered
they say i talk too much sh+t i gotta pay for plungers. trap hitting headys at the door push more p’s than gunna
hit the road every day but i ain’t seen columbus, b+tch have that cookie to the opps the next day she crumbled
i told bro i hate n+ggas like i’m uncle ruckus, brother died, y’all n+ggas ain’t gone spin y’all tryna find his justice
plug selling new sh+t but i’m not gone trust it, n+ggas not shooters got poles and they ain’t gone buss them
will put a n+gga in the afterlife for even tryna tussle. plug say he got a new pack i went to buy bundles
told bro to leave the bag closed he know the pack musty, grab chop and let it harmonize they think i shot a trumpet
when we slide we’re making mamas cry, they think i chopped onions
n+ggas loafing ain’t got sh+t but poles that they not bussing
told bro don’t let the b+tch in if she not f+cking, i be tripping on that one block i can’t stop clutching

- gsbpaid lyrics

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