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dusty locane - rumble كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
look
we gon’ put that n_gga on a t.v
put him on a shirt
look
where i’m from, my n_ggas all put in work
listen

[chorus]
i hope that you’re ready to rumble
cause i brought my weapon with me, i don’t tussle
only the gang, n_gga i don’t trust you
talk out your neck, i won’t move a muscle
i call my suvy, he gon’ come and brush you
my dog off the leash, he don’t need a muzzle
f_ckin’ your treesh, you thinkin’ she love you
get to the breesh, no time to cuddle
keep it discreet, moving real subtle
his shawty a freak, under the covers
f_cked up the sheets, ain’t use a rubber
d_ck in her back, i made her stutter
i hope that you’re ready to rumble
call up my suvy, brush ’em
freak b_tch, russian
that talk, she loving
[verse 1]
i call up [?], and buss the patek
shorty, she classy, but could get ratchet
bought her an ass, so i could slap it
she soakin’ wet, all on the mattress
thumbin’ through hundreds, i love me the cabbage
play by my cheddar, i’m grippin’ the ratchet
i’m throwin’ bullets, leave ’em in fragments
uppin’ the woo, n_gga what’s crackin’
we makin’ a movie
up it, we aim at your kufi
dripped out in gucci
perky got me feelin’ groovy
you claimin’ you a suvy, but where is your stripe?
put down a pole and get you a pipe
watch the opps, the movin’ [?]
glock with a sight, don’t play with your life

[chorus]
i hope that you’re ready to rumble
cause i brought my weapon with me, i don’t tussle
only the gang, n_gga i don’t trust you
talk out your neck, i won’t move a muscle
i call my suvy, he gon’ come and brush you
my dog off the leash, he don’t need a muzzle
f_ckin’ your treesh, you thinkin’ she love you
get to the breesh, no time to cuddle
keep it discreet, moving real subtle
his shawty a freak, under the covers
f_cked up the sheets, ain’t use a rubber
d_ck in her back, i made her stutter
i hope that you’re ready to rumble
call up my suvy, brush ’em
freak b_tch, russian
that talk, she loving
[verse 2]
i’m gon’ talk that talk
gimme me talk back too
i’m a demon on the loose
benz, beamer, or the coupe?
and i don’t play no games
opposition all the same
masked up on the stain
i need the diamonds and the chains
filled up with rage, i swished, look
leave his body in a ditch
on the gang i won’t switch
oh you think you hot, so we burned ’em
leave ’em dead, that’s certain
spin his block, swervin’
hit ’em up, closed curtain

- dusty locane

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