Lyrics:
rude boy, you cant blame us
Flow sounding nice though, its my time now
Pain by my front door, we aint getting that
Letting you in nah nah nah bro im
popping my shit
Fuck the sympathy and remorse I don't feel nun
In order to be a real one you got to kill one
Jumped of the porch at 11 trying to go drill
the big civic guard
He says come here to me boy don't you know we're in the law
Well i upped with my fist and i shot to his jaw
He fell to the ground with
Hook:
Rude gyal thing,
Lemme see that,
Pussy pop,
It’s 2:30,
Shoulda left by 2 o clock,
On my journey,
Fell in love with makin Guap,
Drop top range,
of y'all boys start making threats
There's gon be a price to pay and I don't think you want that debt
you cannot afford it Tell ya boys stand down
Cuz
stay on your side, out my way, don't waste my time
Crude, why you gotta be so crude
Why I gotta be so foolish
Why I gotta be so rude
Why I gotta be like
Who's the guy who proved I write a bit
Loosened my appearance giving shits
Rude as I, is losing by a bit
But you and I aren't living alike, shit
Go
came from Johnny the Jeweler
Better guard your sight (Just paid Johnny partner uh yeah)
In Dallas Gentlemen's
These other boys is holding ones
We holding
came from Johnny the Jeweler
Better guard your sight (Just paid Johnny partner uh yeah)
In Dallas Gentlemen's
These other boys is holding ones
We holding
My car sit way in the sky
Future mission, man, I think it's gonna fly
Spent 'bout $450 on the shoes
My parents say I don't mean to be rude
I think I
life
I'm so hard, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard
Come here, rude boy, boy, can you get it up?
Come here rude boy, boy, is you big enough?
Take it, take
friends ain't shit
They only come around when they need to
Use that home boy shit to deceive you
Remember you don't owe nobody, niggas
Niggas put
crackers he's gonna-
Johnny rap but got no flow
Got fake J's yeah that's for sure
Like your songs you're just a joke
After this you'll be a ghost
Your diss
joking?, been blessing this pen
Boys that was hating they wanna be friends
Hoes that was laughing they claim you they man
Man I swear to God aint no better
gold heart or your gold stars
Now you're so far and I kinda like it that way
Right here we have Johnny Gold Heart, Hollywood's golden boy
How are you
streets
I play a bigger part
Better believe that you don't wanna
See a nigga start
'Cause you'll be laid up with doctors
Looking at a nigga chart
Yeah, they
peace DJ SCREW
I was that nigga up in school having hoes by twos
Don’t fuck with niggas cause i’m rude rude boyz that’s the crew
I got a choppa with
hope you know you need to stop boy
Fronting and trying be something you not boy
Listen again we keep on banging and pissing 'em off
Spazzin on niggas
travel the counties
For a min I couldn’t get my mind off of my auntie
Rip
Rest in power
Ima see you there soon
Rude boy swagger
I cannot be taken as proof
r-rowdy like a classroom
Pack of wolves 'cause we don't follow the rules
And when you're running your mouth, our razorblades come out
B-but you always
r-rowdy like a classroom
Pack of wolves 'cause we don't follow the rules
And when you're running your mouth, our razorblades come out
B-but you always
boy
A yo, bring the funk dude (Bring it). Man, we make it do what it do (Do what it do)
Son, I ain't trying to be rude (Don't). Bra, I just wanna be
or off or on?
Now the girl's rude, I now she's rude
But she screwed right through you, you'll be on your knees soon
Hold it down boy, your head's
or off or on?
Now the girl's rude, I now she's rude
But she screwed right through you, you'll be on your knees soon
Hold it down boy, your head's
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