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letra de still - rucci

[skit]
you know what i’m sayin’, motherf-ckers be thinkin’ it’s a game
you know
i’ma have to force, i’ma have to force some motherf-ckers in a minute
’cause motherf-ckers don’t wanna listen, feel me?
’cause motherf-ckers think it’s a game
but you know what? it’s not a game, feel me?
this, streets, this is not a game
this is not a game
y’all’ll see in the next episode

[intro]
ayy, uh-oh
ayy, uh-oh
ayy, go
thank you fizzle
go, go, ayy

[verse 1]
angelina jolie, ayy
tomb raider, lara croft, ’93, ayy
no r. kelly, but this remind me of my jeep, ayy
ain’t gotta reach, the strap right under the seat, ayy
what? packed up in the fin-fin
and they thought i fell off, i brought the drip in
i feel bad for his mama, know she miss him
i told myself that when i shoot i’m not gon’ miss him
ayy, i’m off the cookies and the julio
i cop a ‘fit, knock a b-tch, then hit the studio
ayy, i pop sh-t, drop sh-t, n-gg-, you should know
they heard my song up on the radio, lil’ rucci on
ayy, i take my time with this sh-t, but it’s still easy
my brother got shot in his head, but he still breathing
i been a blood since a kid and i’m still bleeding
tryna figure out how this b-tch hate me and she still need me
i don’t get it, wait a minute
dawg, i be to myself, no, i don’t play with n-gg-s
f-ck it, get the f-ck on, i don’t lay with b-tches (that’s on norf)
don’t give a f-ck about an l, i’ll k a n-gg-

[chorus]
still doin’ drills with my troops in the field, still
blowin’ cake, sippin’ drank, poppin’ pills, still
out my mind all the time, can’t sit still (that’s on norf)
ridin’ ’round with some n-gg-s down to k!ll, on god
doin’ drills with my troops in the field, still
blowin’ cake, sippin’ drank, poppin’ pills, still
out my mind all the time, can’t sit still (that’s on norf)
ridin’ ’round with some n-gg-s down to k!ll, on god

[verse 2]
ayy, i got this big chop in my hand
boy, don’t make a move, this big chop’ll make you dance
got a b-tch straight from france who gon’ suck me on demand
blowin’ bands in the land, i’m the motherf-ckin’ man
that’s on norf, ayy
bladahdah like mozzy and ’em
tryna build an empire just like ghazi and ’em
no lucifying, i ain’t lying, don’t try me, lil’ b-tch (that’s on norf)
cookie blunt super thick like taraji and nia (ooh)
ridin’ ’round with my n-gg-s on some dumb sh-t (on some dumb sh-t)
man, i’m still f-ckin’ ’round with that one b-tch (i’m a dumb f-ck)
poppin’ pills, out my mind on the daily
can’t a motherf-cker fade me, they call me ruccdawg baby

[outro]
call me ruccdawg baby
i’m still on that dumb sh-t, n-gg-
f-ck who don’t like me
brr

- rucci

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