letra de red rum - stunna 4 vegas
[intro]
(that sh-t crazy)
that sh-t crazy
that sh-t crazy
blatt
ooh, that sh-t crazy (uh)
fye
fye, uh, fye, uh, fye
[chorus]
big stunna ain’t finna fight (uh-uh)
why you think i bought all these guns? (baow, baow)
the only thing on my mind
is a whole lot of red rum (blatt, blatt)
b-tch n-gga play tough, i’ll touch some’ (come on)
n-gga get out his top, get his head blown (uh, uh)
ain’t finna do all that rah-rah sh-t ’cause lil’ bruh’ll get his ass gone (blatt, uh)
[verse]
ain’t finna beef with no unknown
i really put sh-t in the end zone (what else?)
we get his lo’ and it’s spent like a demo (spin, come on)
can’t find him, we get at his kinfolk (blatt)
i’m tryna stack up these hundreds past 6’4″
i wake up and i put that sh-t on
we see the opps, they get hit on
i’m talkin’, beat up they block then gеt gone (go)
my lil’ n-gga out his top
he sick in the hеad, he can’t be cured (brrt, uh)
i hit that b-tch with endurance
ho do what i say like a servant (do what i say, eat)
i was wolf on the ‘net for insurance (b-tch)
them n-ggas know we be swervin’ (know we be purgin’)
i used to stand on the curb, i want s-e-b, the bag secured (racks), uh
he better think with his head on, 25/8, i be thinkin’ ’bout red rum (uh)
i get that cake by the lump some’ (cash)
she treat that d-ck like a dum-dum (eat, eat)
my lil’ n-ggas fried, they ready to slide
i can’t name a opp n-gga that’s up one (geek)
b-tch n-ggas ain’t did no harm (uh, uh)
keep my fire, i’m never unarmed (bah)
[chorus]
big stunna ain’t finna fight
why you think i bought all these guns? (baow, baow)
the only thing on my mind
is a whole lot of red rum (baow, baow, baow)
b-tch n-gga play tough, i’ll touch some’ (blatt)
n-gga get out his top, get his head blown (uh, blatt)
ain’t finna do all that rah-rah sh-t ’cause lil’ bruh’ll get his ass gone (blatt, blatt, blatt, come on)
big stunna ain’t finna fight (uh)
why you think i bought all these guns?
the only thing on my mind
is a whole lot of red rum (blatt, blatt)
b-tch n-gga play tough, i’ll touch some’
n-gga get out his top, get his head blown (uh, uh, uh)
ain’t finna do all that rah-rah sh-t ’cause lil’ bruh’ll get his ass gone (bah, bah-bah)
[outro]
bah
bah-bah
bah
bah-bah
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