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rudywade - 30 racks lyrics

yuh
i’m runnin laps for days
around the f-cking game
i ain’t got time for baggage
dont need no ball and chain
i got the boy
thats rudywade
robbin a bank
but we got away
only need head in a comfortable bed
got me feelin some type of way
got this tape up on my chest
yeah mike mrtn got my back
got my song up in the charts
and the boy is scared of rap
if the boy is scared of raps
that means ‘ops are on their way
if you haven’t played dasani
then you can’t come f-ck with jay
kyuh

30 racks
double that
60 racks
double that
hundred twenty give me that
b-tch i need my money max

yo its rudywade
and when i pull up i get paid
ive been cashin tons of checks
and now im sprayin all this glade
i got benjis in the front
ain’t got no horses in the back
when im in the studio
i make it rain with all these racks
she liutenant im her colonal
she be chewin on the cob
ive been vibin all the time
yeah ive been vibin to this song
it goes like ak to the a scary
comin straight outta pa
swallow it up like im on the road
ain’t got that time
got that time to waste yuh

30 racks
double that
60 racks
double that
hundred twenty give me that
b-tch i need my money max

lock me up i got bars
beat the beat it got scars
pull up in foreign cars
im so high im on mars
put the green in the ‘gars
howd i make it this far
if it ain’t bout no money homie it ain’t on my radar
b-b-b-tch im the worst
porche in reverse
i put all my bad intentions in verse
i looked at my homie and he told me
“if i dont k!ll this sh-t put it all in a he-rs-”
that ain’t nothin but a verb n-gg-
chiefin on the finest herb n-gg-
this ain’t bout no back swerve n-gg-
all my homies could concur n-gg-
lets go off ramp like a board slide
im at haddie b’s up on north side
eatin hot chicken with the home fries
i could show you how like a tour guide
whip white like a new bride
i got water on me like i slip slide
and i did it all like the new guy
who better me myself or i

30 racks
double that
60 racks
double that
hundred twenty give me that
b-tch i need my money max

- rudywade lyrics

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