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letra de bloodshed hua hoo - r.a. the rugged man

[hook: r.a. the rugged man]
bloodshed huuaa hoooo, huuaa!
bloodshed huuaa hoooo, huuaa!
bloodshed huuaa hoooo, huuaa!
bloodshed huuaa hoooo, huuaa!
bloodshed huuaa hoooo, huuaa!
bloodshed huuaa hoooo, huuaa!
bloodshed huuaa hoooo, huuaa!
bloodshed huuaa huuaa huuaa!

[verse 1: r.a. the rugged man]
check this, i wreck sh-t, i rip sh-t, no
bring that sh-t back, rewind it (ihateeverybodyihateverybodyihateeverybody..)
you can’t kick it what i’m talking bout
blaow! shout it out, now ya f-ggot -ss is walking out
1 to the head from the white bred and ya dead bled
dripping bleak blood red, from the bloodshed
bless them b-tches with my big testes, i molest them
sh-tty rappers i dissect ’em, swallow ’em and then digest ’em
iiii don’t give a motherf-ck about you
the whack rap, i can’t live without you
i don’t need it if i meet a stank p-ssy
i meet greet it, i might eat it, i ain’t never been defeated
nooobooodyyy knooows
that i got the ill flows, sh-t blows when my d-ck grows
i’m doin’ tours, i’m down with wh0r-s not jabber jaws
(i got a man) oh yeah, word, shut the f-ck up and drop ya drawers!
bloodshed huuaa, say goodbye to ooo-eh
ooo eh, straight ooo eh, ooo, ooo eh

[hook]

[verse 2: r.a. the rugged man]
beastie neck fool down in carolina
i won’t be going downtown unless there’s gold in her v-g-n-
they have opinions, the southern counties
act like (?) i take out three of them, i hate to be ’em
with the hua-haa, bloodshed huuaa
wit da new-eh, style for ya crew-eh
and i could just make it get to ya baby, blauuhh
(yo, kick that real sh-t!) now what was it?
got disgusted, now bust it, ya microphone is rusted
i buh-buh-buh-ba-bum rushed it
it’s alright, i’ll make ya feel it
hopsy topsy, i’m lethal like a n-z-, you can’t stop me
who da f-ck ya think ya are?
blah blah blah (r.a. the rugged) a superstar!
i don’t need no-nonsense, the constantly be jumping
from my john-son (yes!) i’ll be there where ya at punk
ya better watch ya back ‘cos i never fight fair
so bring some hookers and i might have some do rahh
bloodshed huuaa!

[hook]

[verse 3: r.a. the rugged man]
how’s about that just think bout that
i wouldn’t doubt that we be the crustified dibbs
what they say to them, don’t say to me
i heard that booty demo tape you played to me
that’s why f-ggots are afraid of me
daps is down with the trackmasters
the ill b-st-rds down to make ya ghetto blaster disasters
i be the rugged-is-is-is dismiss this
put on ya lipsticks and kiss this, ya lips are brown
to which the hookers f-ck ’em (?) i’m like wood i’m high strung
don’t f-ck f-ck the roll lettered tongue, ‘cos i be the one
ohh-ehh, i’m so super troop-eh
i’m a trooper, keep rising to the top
i never stop, i get paid to talk more sh-t like a southern county cop
i’m jamming bikes up the -sses of dyk-s
f-ck women’s rights, i got more p-ssy on me than hermorpha-dites
but check the blood, uh, shed, hua-hoooo
ooh eh, check the blood, ooo ooo, huuaa!

[hook]

[outro: r.a. the rugged man]
huuaa, huuaa, hoooo, bloodshed!

- r a the rugged man

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