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letra de out the mud - rich dunk

[intro]
it’s dunk, the f-ck?
ayy, k.i.d
p-ssy ass
(yeah), yeah

[post-chorus]
i’m a big dog and that n-gga a pug (big dog)
when i got on, he got mad just because (’cause)
they say i’m outta here, gone above (i’m gone)
i was just in miami, your b-tch showin’ love (ha)
give a f-ck ’bout a grammy, my throphy in the hood (the f-ck?)
anyway in the city, b-tch, i know i’m good (i’m good, n-gga)
had to step with thе steppers with ks on the hood (ayy, stеp)
b-tch, i’m with bdb, got me feelin’ like suge (bdb)
[verse 1]
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
i don’t think he with it (he p-ssy)
my lil’ n-gga, he itch for a k!ll (he itch)
my b-tch for real, b-tch, this not a drill (on god)
run his ass down like he jack on that hill (run him down)
we prolly sleep, confirmin’ the k!ll (on god)
f-ck shootin’ the passenger, we want he wheel (baow, baow, baow, baow)
then shoot the passenger, this sh-t for real
sh, sh, be quiet (ayy)
i know you p-ssy, you wanna hide (p-ssy ass)
found out where he work, but he won’t come outside (come here)
sh-t hit your car, it’s gon’ knock off a tire (baow, boom)
my n-ggas sneaky, call here for the blunt (gone)
hit his ass up with a stick and a 9 (a stick and a 9)
he try to threat us, ain’t hittin’ every time (ain’t hittin’ this sh-t)
this sh-t [?] rap, this ain’t no [?]

[chorus]
i keep that fire on me, b-tch in the club (bah)
and you can’t shop with me ‘less it’s a dub (uh, uh)
n-ggas want smoke with me, then they show love (p-ssy ass)
p-ssy as f-ck, get hit with a slug (baow, baow)
dust his ass out like that n-gga a rug (dust his ass)
boy, this sh-t feel better when you get out the mud (haha)
i’m a rapper, i’m a gangster, b-tch, i’m still a thug (i’m a rapper)
put diamonds in my mouth and i throw away the slugs (cheese)
[verse 2]
cheese (cheese), i’m icy (b-tch)
n-gga swear he a gangster to fight me (n-gga, fight me)
got them hands, i’m quicker than lightening (i’m quick)
and i hit hard, i’m strikin’ like tyson (uh, uh)
swear you want smoke, b-tch, i keep me a lighter (-lighter igniting-)
b-tch, i ignite you (haha)
if you get locked up, ain’t n0body right ya (i bet)
better watch your mouth if you care ’bout your life (better watch it)
b-tch, i was trappin’, ain’t care ’bout no cypher (i’ma trap)
poles, i had them [?] by the load (they gone)
i never play with a stove, no (uh, uh)
you prolly with your nose, ho (haha)
off of the top, b-tch, if i got the cold (on god)
screamin’ with twenty, ain’t get you a lo’ (it’s dunk)
play with the solid, f-ck, they want four (the f-ck?)
better get you some money before these hoes (p-ssy ass)

- rich dunk

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