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mudbaby ru & rob49 - 6.2 music lyrics

[intro: mudbaby ru & rob49]
(page, on god)
ayy, let me f+ck that—
ayy, ayy, let me f+ck that—, woo
ayy, d+mn, gon’ let this beat ride, uh, uh
ayy, let me f+ck that— (yeah)
ayy, f+ck goin’ on (yeah)
ayy, uh

[verse 1: mudbaby ru]
ayy, n+ggas bussin’ just like mr. biggs
count the guap, go load the chop’ and hit the block and split a wig
high speed on the knox, this kind of shop, we like to butcher pigs
can’t speak on what we did, f+ck that sh+t, free fizz
count the wax and go and stand on bus’
i just got a switch up on my glock and whip sh+t like a kid
i just got the news, that n+ggas gone, he dead, i did a jig
shh, be quiet, get the drop and smoke him like a cig’
shh, stop hidin’, come outside ’cause we know where you live

[chorus: mudbaby ru & rob49]
grrah, gang, that srt music
that sh+t that makе you wanna come outside and get straight to it
that sh+t that makе you wanna see your mans and get to shootin’
that sh+t that make you do drive+bys and act stupid (skrrt, skrrt)
what you slidin’ in? b+tch, a srt (skrrt, skrrt)
police get behind me, ain’t no catchin’ me
brodie ‘nem just did a stain, they stole four and sold three
keypads crackin’ sh+t (yeah, it’s—, yeah), got codes to all jeeps
[verse 2: rob49]
yeah (yeah), trappin’ and rappin’ and makin’ it happen (for real)
my n+ggas don’t do no scams (yeah)
cookin’ that pot up in that kitchen (we cookin’ up), they call ’em auntie pam (yeah)
if my side ho n+gga catch her cheating, i don’t think his ass gon’ care (i don’t know)
he know i’m rich, lit, and pushin’ p, n+ggas can’t f+ck with us (n+ggas can’t f+ck with us)
i put cc right on my b+tch, and she bangin’ like a crip (yeah)
same thing i’m gon’ do to my b+tch, i’ma do it to my bl!ck (yeah)
switch it up, buy her some titties, have her lookin’ pretty (pretty up)
soon as it get wet, i’ma squeeze, let it bust on n+ggas (yeah)
b+tch, i come straight from the street, used to re+up twice a week, mm (used to re+up twice a week)
n+ggas need to get on they feet, how the f+ck you tryna beef? (yeah)
think i went to school for weed? touchdown, go green (yeah)
i’m a rap, trap, street n+gga from the court, on the court seats, mm

[verse 3: mudbaby ru]
i’m the one that trick off on the ho, that’s if she love me
n+ggas post up on the block, i come through, clear the whole scene
i got switches, i got autos, i got chops, the whole thing
and if you wanna make yo’ money, n+gga, cop a whole p
and if you wanna flip yo’ profit, n+gga, get yo’ packs gone
.762 broke his bone, that n+gga died outside his home
say, this that h+llcat music, slide by myself when i’m alone
me and my white boys off them pills like charlie sheen, b+tch, we gone

[chorus: mudbaby ru]
grrah, gang, that srt music
that sh+t that make you wanna come outside and get straight to it
that sh+t that make you wanna see your mans and get to shootin’
that sh+t that make you do drive+bys and act stupid (skrrt, skrrt)
what you slidin’ in? b+tch, a srt (skrrt, skrrt)
police get behind me, ain’t no catchin’ me
brodie ‘nem just did a stain, they stole four and sold three
keypads crackin’ sh+t, got codes to all jeeps

- mudbaby ru rob49 lyrics

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