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letra de go rucci - rucci

[intro]
okay
go, go, go, go
i got a lot to say, huh
ruccdawg, baby, notorious, ayy, ayy

[verse 1]
check your team, who the motherf-ckin’ realest? (who the realest?)
who that n-gga? who that motherf-ckin’ n-gga? (i know)
now who gon’ get it? who gon’ pay them boys a visit? (huh?)
last time i checked i’m that n-gga doin’ digits (okay)
my n-ggas call me midget (midget), the b-tches call me rucci (rucci)
i hop out with clips like, “oh sh-t, it’s a movie” (boom boom)
north of the land on the map, we the west
leave the feelings to your man, baby, i just want a check
give it up, give it up and give it to me (to me)
big dawg, ruccdawg (go rucci)
shining from my wrist, neck, and my earlobes
pull up, ask ’em what that sh-t hit for (go)
beat a case (what?), bought a couple straps
shot him in his face, the homie double back (that’s north)
big face, blue face, yeah, i’m into that (yeah, i’m into that)
they love me how i bag a b-tch and make her get a bag
hit a l!ck, i won’t miss, i ain’t tryna brag (tryna brag)
hit a b-tch with my b-tch, i ain’t tryna brag (tryna brag)
getting dough out my b-tch, i ain’t gotta ask (no)
in your set with a tec, where everybody at? (okay, huh?)

[chorus]
know i go up, when it go down (okay)
murder man, you know what’s up when i’m around (okay)
ten toes down, lay a n-gga down
body in the lost and found
man, that’s just how we get down, ayy
woop woop, yell it out the coupe when i shoot (shoot)
i don’t f-ck with fakes, real n-ggas i salute, ayy
woop woop, yell it out the coupe when i shoot
i don’t f-ck with fakes, real n-ggas i salute, ayy

[verse 2]
i be hanging with them troops, ain’t that the motherf-ckin’ truth?
strapped up in the booth, sh-t, i’m ready to shoot (okay)
like sean mackk, n-gga, that’s just what i do (do)
hanging out the roof, b-tch, i’m finna act a fool
f-ck a b-tch and p-ss her to the little homie (that’s north)
can’t hang around me if you ain’t gon’ k!ll for me (that’s north)
real n-gga, don’t say sh-t, i do my dougie (that’s north)
keep somethin’ put away, case it get ugly (that’s north)
ruccdawg, baby, street’s hottest youngin (okay)
i ain’t with the fussin’, known to hit them with that oven (baow)
these n-ggas out here nothin’, how the f-ck they out here buzzin’? (i wanna know)
these n-ggas out here bummy, man, this rap sh-t funny (huh?)
that’s why i always stay to myself, don’t f-ck with n-ggas on that rap sh-t
’cause n-ggas known to switch up on you, on some rap sh-t
tryna figure out what i’ma hit tonight
can’t decide whether a l!ck or a b-tch tonight, i’m gone

[outro]
that’s north
that’s north
that’s north
that’s north

- rucci

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