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letra de i aint gon lie - rucci

[intro]
ayy, mackk & co.
i’m fresh off tour
and like
your b-tch just text me, haha

[chorus]
okay, i’m still doin’ drugs, rip pimp c
i’m still in the club, spent a dub on the mink
you pull up in that truck, i might pull up in that brinks (pull some of that b-ss out, bruce)
it’s cuban on my link, what the f-ck did you think? ayy
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m f-cking b-tches with my cuban on
i ain’t gon’ lie, i pull the trigger if he movin’ wrong
i ain’t gon’ lie, i been that n-gg- since a lil’ n-gg-
i ain’t gon’ lie, b-tches don’t know how to deal with him
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, ayy
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, ayy
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, ayy
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, ayy

[verse 1]
okay, i got too many b-tches, i got too much money
ain’t finna lose it all, no, i ain’t finna be no dummy, dawg
if you love me, then love me to the core, ayy
i’m fresh off tour, hey
they call em bigdawg baby and i can’t stop
f-ck them other n-gg-s, baby, ’cause they ain’t hot
and they tried to pull up in a wraith drop
ayy, i’m the sh-t, give a f-ck ’bout what you think ’bout, bop
i done bust down my wrist, bust down my b-tch
where i’m from, i’m that n-gg-, where you from, you a b-tch
extra clips just in case a n-gg- wanna trip, ayy
who is this? i take his chain and his b-tch
it’s the dawg, f-ck the law, we keep mopsticks
like the fourth of july, we got the block lit
hit the stage and you know we show rock sh-t
shot out slim, i’m still ridin’ with my glock, b-tch

[chorus]
okay, i’m still doin’ drugs, rip pimp c
i’m still in the club, spent a dub on the mink
you pull up in that truck, i might pull up in that brinks
it’s cuban on my link, what the f-ck did you think? ayy
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m f-cking b-tches with my cuban on
i ain’t gon’ lie, i pull the trigger if he movin’ wrong
i ain’t gon’ lie, i been that n-gg- since a lil’ n-gg-
i ain’t gon’ lie, b-tches don’t know how to deal with him
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, ayy
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, ayy
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, ayy
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t gon’ lie, ayy

[verse 2]
okay, i’m still doing drugs, rip lil peep
i never gave a f-ck, but sh-t, that’s me
you n-gg-s industry, i’m really in the streets
you ain’t been through what i been through so you ain’t feelin’ me, ayy
tryna act hard, man, you n-gg-s k!llin’ me
i’m finna set the bar, ain’t no n-gg- real as me
i was in the backyard rockin’ where them k!llers be, ayy
bruce let the dog off the loose so i can k!ll this beat
drop out, n-gg-s mad i got guap now
playhouse with about eight thou’ and my glock out (that’s on norf)
leave ’em on the scene every time that i pop out
n-gg-, what you mean? big tings, that’s what i’m ’bout

[outro]
ayy, crook, these n-gg-s ain’t f-ckin’ with me
they call me ruccdawg boy
mackk & co., f-ck who don’t like it, go

- rucci

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