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reggie rude – woadie lyrics

(hook-osagye)
i can give it to ya how you want it
i know exactly what ya need
get a check, get a check, then i run it
“ft23” that’s what i bleed
that’s my team, them my woes yeah
them my woes yeah
them my woes yeah
them my woes yeah
them my woes yeah
them my woes yeah
them my woes yeah
them my woes yeah

(verse 1- don mykel)
never gonna tell on god no
keep my swell on god mode
it might sell like bar work
satan’s pavement, palms burn
she gon pop it, soon as i pop out, every dollar she gon earn
can’t be food, i peep, i learn
fee’s come soon won’t wait my turn
we need it, never be depleted
we bleeding “23”, keep “liters”
?
they do not want features
spitters ain’t competing, no!

(verse 2- reggie rude)
taking ya plates and we keep eating
shoveling food while ya starving and depleted
your circle got smaller they retreating
while we standing there posing cause we did it, oh!
god got me, i’m god body
want my cash knotty and my top sloppy
my 9 c-cking, so i’m cash plotting
asap, i need my wrist rocky
hoes my drug, i got dimes on me
like 50 cent, i got 5 on me
reggie the god, reggie rude
i k!ll her first and that’s the rules
n-gga you feeling this? this sh-t is out of your element
that is why there’s no contesting him
i got the extra hits
goons got extra guns, extra clips
put ya asleep with no sedative
i am the best at this
way out of your league, huh
time too expensive i needs, ooo
you cannot spend it with me, no
you lactose, way out of your cheese, yeah!
that’s why when we shooting you flee, yeah
ducking we bucking with glee, yeah
but no we don’t dance we don’t sing, uh
this is like science to me, uh
rip all your jeans make capris, uh
wait…rip all your genes make capris!

(bridge- osagye)
you know money is the main thing
make a dollar and i maintain
hit the freeway, make a lane change
don’t need the energy you lames bring
don’t need that mood around today

(verse 3- sparkiam)
duece to the third
sure money like first and the 15th
i hate it when they act hard, talk tough
i wonder how they talk when they can’t breathe
this really been the crew since day 1
i never 2nd guess on day 3
this really new york with the timbs on
all my n-ggas done rose from the concrete
see we really don’t talk
man the crew make moves
see dem my woes
homie what you thought?
see the team won’t lose
and the drive don’t cruise
word to reggie rude, man we got the sauce, yeah

(verse 4- charlie ka$h)
european slide, man that b-tch can ride
put her on the 5, now she working overtime
i be the one to contest, bury the verse and then i bury the set
sorry to do it, i love you to death
my woadie’s gonna ride and they looking for left-overs
a.i. step over, hit your head, shoulders
ain’t no p-ssover over here, cut the gr-ss on em
hit the stash on em, hit the dash on em, i’m a ticking time bomb
n-gga, i’mma blast on em, got the mask on em man
step in the building they notice us
b-tches is looking, they know whats up
all of my n-ggas they rolling up
i do not settle i’m pouring up, pouring up
uh…b-tterfly

(conscience outro)
nah, you wylin now. they know whats up. you gotta get jiggy for the people now. show off king. show em why you the one

- reggie rude lyrics

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