Lyrics:
it and groove it
Louis luggage, rugging and rushing my intellect
Got suckas hollering and screaming my hood set
Designer socks on my Chevy box shaking
Toen Jezus t’rugging naar de hemel
toen gaf Hij ons een opdracht mee;
om in de wereld te vertellen
het Goede Nieuws aan iedereen.
Want alle mensen
still thugging dog
I'm still thugging, Ruff rugging, Road running
I know I be sinning
I pray for forgiveness but just keep on sinning
This life that I'm
The isles of Greece they next did fleece
Sic rugging ye neer saw, man.
But L'rients hulk had room and bulk
To haud and stow it a, man
To Egypt come, they
disses it giving me risk's
so I'm run with threatening
grinding with blood and skins
so rotten ,
fucking Broadway
Rugging theirs eyes with the poison
think that you were clever rugging me
Well i aint rugged enough
And I’ll be honest even if they try to do me wrong
These other artists they be ruggin then
Rugging down the ruts at forty-five
Bad decisions wondering why I'm alive
But tonight's the night where everyone of us die
Lighting up strikeouts, this is
they cards
Oh my god, y'all don't fuck around and jump into this mix
Hating on Ke'Noe and Mr. Marcelo get you hit bitch
I'm an rugging nigga screaming
don't mean this
You can give me sloppy uh, oh I need this
No prayer, but I got carpet rugging and her knees itch
They always on my nuts, oh like you can
Mixing my drink had to chug it
He swim with the fishes he rugging
Off of the X mean mugging
If a nigga get hit we sugging
If a nigga get hit I'm shrugging
foot
Rugging horses to keep them warm
Following my father like a shadow
Living the life I was born to
One day the Lord got bored
And wiped it away
timilai nai Yo geet gaye maile timro lagi nai
Im comin through shooting them fools
Cuttin' them moves hugging them boos
Being cool, rugging them boots
gon' put a price on your head
You should be dead
I can see you walking like a zombie
All black, rugging like I'm Bobby
Run in the streets
Need a better
hear nobody in the bleachers got my mind in the game
Yeah
Rappers out here bear skin rugging, niggas lying and they fake
Damn
I ain't even think it was
look effortless
Easy does it
Profits I keep 'em coming
Pockets I need 'em flooded
No stopping they see me running
They plotting to leave me rugging
But
Houston, fucking up the club, we drinking extra pink
This a dirty-ass cup, I watch my cup on the seat
I see that Smokin' Swishers in the club, I'm rugging
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