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chiseled and frost Make money maintainin' build me a train Rollin' buddha ice cooler Grey Goose and the big Ruger Most of us poppin' pain sellin' drugs in
Shots (shots), thots (thots) Knots (knots), rocks (rocks) Ooters, ooters (ooters) Shooters (shooters), shooters Rugers (Rugers), Rugers Know a nigga
(shots), dots (dots) Knots (and knots), rocks (rocks) Ooters (ooters), ooters (ooters) Shooters (shooters), shooters Rugers (Rugers), Rugers Know
Coolin' in the cut with the shooters Young nigga playin' with a Ruger Pullin' up in a new Barracuda (Coolin' in the cut with my shooters) bah
off with the Ruger Finna pull up with the shooters Finna pull up with the shooters Finna pull up with the shooters 40, knock your head off, fall off
Ice on my neck, scary Freddy Kruger Pull out the Ruger PAW, Freddy Kruger Snatch a nigga in his dreams, Freddy Kruger Black Maybach, call it Freddy
the casket screamin' bastard Cryin', know my friends is lyin' I know who killed em' filled em With them luggers from they rugers on they deserts Dyin' aint
the Ruger Look, I gotta win I'm a winner-winner, look I gotta win After I win I got to win over again Please don't confuse a nigga for a loser Watch me
Spare with me, start some shit, send the shooters out Come out the club, we out front with the Ruger's out Nah, ain't no sense to talking peace, my
the Cops, click-clack dulah duh, bang Smoking tooka with my Ruger My mothafucking Ruger got a ruler Shoot this mothafucka at your lil medula You ain't
The Ruger I got pick up his face The feds ain't pickin' up this case The feds ain't pickin' up this case Feds ain't pickin' up this case The Ruger I got
Runnin' from the cops, bitch I'm duckin' potholes, I know I just got a Ruger pack Two twin Rugers and two Glock Four-O's, oh Nigga, where your shooters
it up (yeah) FNs, Glocks and Dracos No, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (yeah) I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober So I'm on fuck shit
Aye I got a Ruger with a .30 A Glock with a .50 That's eighty shots, hit fifty blocks wit the .50 Hit three blocks with the ruger, blew them
Rugerlaba Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, yeah (Rugerlaba) Oh, yeah Oh, yeah, oh yeah (Rugerlaba, Rugerlaba) Ruger Ruger (Rugerlaba) Ruger Ruger (Rugerlaba)
nigga don't bring the drama my way (yeah) 'Cause we got Rugers and Uzis and then I spray it like mace (yeah) Word on the street is your bitch want
jumped on a school bus, and I had brung a Ruger Always drunk an 8th of Act', I never drunk a cooler They get your location, they might pop outside in
Got a hundred k nigga on my wrist got a chopper in the trunk and we lit acting like you gang you'll get hit by the Ruger You didn't know yeah bitch
Im rocking with bula Fillin my pockets with moolah I'm clutching my ruger Shitin on snakes and losers You think that they know ya Baddies on me like
the ruger, finna hop in the car
spent on my wrist bentayga That Fn' it's leaving that boy in a crater My hand on my ruger (My ruger my ruger) That boy ain't a shooter He soft like
Hallelu Hallelujah (ehn) life sweet like suya (ehn) bad boy like ruger (ehn) you cant flat my tyre Hallelu Hallelujah (ehn) life sweet like suya (ehn) bad
the trenches, nigga It's a lil' bloody in here) Me and Ruger in the bushes, ho, you push us, it's a bloodbath (Me and Ruger) Me and Ruger in the bushes, ho,
Ridin' dirty, got a Ruger in your lap Black suit, 7:30, couple shooters from the trap They done killed the homie brother Whatchu supposed to do
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