letra de shit talk freestyle - baby ruu
[intro]
ehh, ehh, ehh
ehh, ehh, ehh
(dontae, you snapped on this one)
[hook]
i’m in the stu
yeah the truth, yeah i’m
clearing out the room
we smoked on opp blocks too
think it’s a game, they call me
big boot
f-ck with my brothers and
you know i’m gone shoot
crashed the whip so he switched up
the coup, exotic gas we smoke through
the roof, mission impossible can’t f-ck with
the crew
[verse 1: baby ruu]
three in the way we gone
bring something new
ya’ll n-ggas p-ssy
ya’ll not gonna shoot
stay with the members
you know we some goons
chains on my neck and they
give me the flu
stay on the drill
treat opps like screws
crips in my pockets i love me some blues
bring out the racks
and these hoes like to choose
she sent me a snap
and i think its some nudes
[verse 2:tkgetchip]
if it’s me or you
you know your hoe
she goin with me
glock ’23 stuffed up
in my briefs
you reach i bust my heat
feeling like d-wade
when i be pulling up
behind the three
dunk on n-ggas with
my tongue out feeling like
i’m 23
[verse 3:tkgetchip]
stepped up in the studio
then ron done told me grab
the feat
i’m down in mia
with 2 glocks
tucked on side of me
don’t make a move up
in this b-tch, my shooters
they gone die for me
they hoppin out the cut
like curry and klay
yeah, that’s my dynasty
[break:tkgetchip]
ok, so what
what you wanna do?
all you been doin is talking
n-gga come and front yo move
b-tch it’s bigtk you haven’t heard
b-tch i’m really smooth
i’m the type of n-gga
to break up on a b-tch
i’m really rude
i’ma lil slimey dude
i’m the type of n-gga
to set the play up and
come up off the oop
catch a opp and i don’t like his ass
i punch ’em in his tooth
luckily i ain’t have my glock
they had to give a n-gga a truce
(ehh)
[hook]
i’m in the stu
yeah the truth, yeah i’m
clearing out the room
we smoked on opp blocks too
think it’s a game, they call me
big boot
f-ck with my brothers and
you know i’m gone shoot
crashed the whip so he switched up
the coup, exotic gas we smoke through
the roof, mission impossible can’t f-ck with
the crew
[verse 1: baby ruu]
three in the way we gone
bring something new
ya’ll n-ggas p-ssy
ya’ll not gonna shoot
stay with the members
you know we some goons
chains on my neck and they
give me the flu
stay on the drill
treat opps like screws
crips in my pockets i love me some blues
bring out the racks
and these hoes like to choose
she sent me a snap
and i think its some nudes
(ehh, ehh, ehh,)
(ehh ,ehh, ehh,)
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