Rude boy uzi wrapped around bullet satchel
Slide up no hands we will snatch you
Drama that I rose from any man goes dumb
Drive by what bitch we do work close up
Close enough to give a hickey to your main squeeze
Plate full of C's got your city under siege
Read a whore from the head to the floor
Rush in they door with the strength of a boar
City life never bored too many lick potentials
Any one can get it, f*ck you and your credentials
Yeah you look good but you ain't work like a sharpened pencil
Sold crack ninety one and ninety nine up on central
Senses not dull I can hear a pin drop
Middle of Time's Square New Years Eve twelve 'o clock
Senses not dull I can hear a pin drop
Middle of Time's Square New Years Eve twelve 'o clock
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Lick shot bombaclot take cover
Rip the microphone sick dick, no rubber
Whip on blubber Stevie Wonder see me pull up
Filthy Fillmoe neighbor so gangsta throw yo hood up
Stood up for my area other guys are scarier
Star struck got they balls tucked how I'm airing them
Every one of them English no fissure, injure
We'll get you out the way I'm a hitter
Body for a body we bomb nuclear
On your whole demonstration then we through with ya
Baby we can do it move it by the gram get suited
Feds been knew it It was bigger than the music
All my killaz coming home we gone finish up the rest of you
You can't pick a side or a team so we checking you
We f*ck wit no police or coward man
We gone turn you to a vegetable, A salad man
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
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Rude boy uzi wrapped around bullet satchel
Slide up no hands we will snatch you
Drama that I rose from any man goes dumb
Drive by what bitch we do work close up
Close enough to give a hickey to your main squeeze
Plate full of C's got your city under siege
Read a whore from the head to the floor
Rush in they door with the strength of a boar
City life never bored too many lick potentials
Any one can get it, f*ck you and your credentials
Yeah you look good but you ain't work like a sharpened pencil
Sold crack ninety one and ninety nine up on central
Senses not dull I can hear a pin drop
Middle of Time's Square New Years Eve twelve 'o clock
Senses not dull I can hear a pin drop
Middle of Time's Square New Years Eve twelve 'o clock
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Lick shot bombaclot take cover
Rip the microphone sick dick, no rubber
Whip on blubber Stevie Wonder see me pull up
Filthy Fillmoe neighbor so gangsta throw yo hood up
Stood up for my area other guys are scarier
Star struck got they balls tucked how I'm airing them
Every one of them English no fissure, injure
We'll get you out the way I'm a hitter
Body for a body we bomb nuclear
On your whole demonstration then we through with ya
Baby we can do it move it by the gram get suited
Feds been knew it It was bigger than the music
All my killaz coming home we gone finish up the rest of you
You can't pick a side or a team so we checking you
We f*ck wit no police or coward man
We gone turn you to a vegetable, A salad man
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Slide up no hands we will snatch you
Drama that I rose from any man goes dumb
Drive by what bitch we do work close up
Close enough to give a hickey to your main squeeze
Plate full of C's got your city under siege
Read a whore from the head to the floor
Rush in they door with the strength of a boar
City life never bored too many lick potentials
Any one can get it, f*ck you and your credentials
Yeah you look good but you ain't work like a sharpened pencil
Sold crack ninety one and ninety nine up on central
Senses not dull I can hear a pin drop
Middle of Time's Square New Years Eve twelve 'o clock
Senses not dull I can hear a pin drop
Middle of Time's Square New Years Eve twelve 'o clock
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Lick shot bombaclot take cover
Rip the microphone sick dick, no rubber
Whip on blubber Stevie Wonder see me pull up
Filthy Fillmoe neighbor so gangsta throw yo hood up
Stood up for my area other guys are scarier
Star struck got they balls tucked how I'm airing them
Every one of them English no fissure, injure
We'll get you out the way I'm a hitter
Body for a body we bomb nuclear
On your whole demonstration then we through with ya
Baby we can do it move it by the gram get suited
Feds been knew it It was bigger than the music
All my killaz coming home we gone finish up the rest of you
You can't pick a side or a team so we checking you
We f*ck wit no police or coward man
We gone turn you to a vegetable, A salad man
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Go rude boy naughty
Disrespect knock him head off him body
Murder no apology blowing on the ganja weed
By the ton by the ton til' we see the sun come
Writer: Quincy Brooks
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid