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mudbaby ru - gun class ii كلمات الأغنية

[intro: mudbaby ru]
ayy, welcome to gun class, man
this the number one safety sh_t in america if you ask me
i’ma show you what to do if a n_gga play with you (for real, this is no cap)
i’m your instructor (i swear on my life, mud)
i plead the fifth as well

[verse 1: mudbaby ru]
ayy, i say right foot, left foot, step up, shoot (shoo)
smack his ass, my hand across his head like a salute
my lil’ brother just threw back a ten, b_tch just made him puke (ayy)
i said, “b_tch you ain’t my boo, don’t give no f_cks for what you do”
this right here four_hundred for a line (yeah), b_tch, this ain’t no juice (on god)
yeah, i got the juice, you wanna f_ck? well, sh_t, me too (ayy)
all my brothers totin’ cutters, n_gga, who gon’ shoot for you? (grrt)
lost my dog to a rat (yeah), that’s why the whip ain’t got a roof
ayy, b_tch, we outside, that fawtyboy stay in my gеnes
only rock with my kind, i know for sure who rock with me
ceo, that’s my slimе, we pop out when you n_ggas sleep
glock .23s and .223s, lebron and jordan, same team
bullets jump from house to house (jump) annoying n_ggas like some fleas (on god)
none of this spendin’ sh_t ain’t new, 2016 f_cked up the streets (shoo, shoo)
i’ma put this song on spotify, put it on repeat
i’m a family guy, b_tch, i’m quagmire in them sheets
leave your ass lookin’ like joe you think you faster than this beam
in miami, sand between my toes, chillin’ on the beach
my n_ggas shootin’ like they some hoopers, shoulda tried out for the heat
back in the day, me and lil dre was with lil mon gettin’ the green
[chorus: mudbaby ru]
i say left foot, right foot, step back, slide (slide)
this ‘cat gone get us outta there (grrt), lil dee know how to drive (yeah)
i’ma show you what to do if a lil’ n_gga play with you (grrah)
i say right foot, left foot, step up, shoot

[verse 2: nardo wick]
i say pull up, hop out, point, and flame (grrah)
we ain’t dinin in, we tryna take out everything (grrah, grrah, grrah_grrah)
don’t come back to the hood until you touch a n_gga brain
my lil’ n_gga ain’t been missin’ since i taught him how to aim (aim)
i say pull up, hop out, point, and blow
we just a bunch a barbers tryna chop a n_gga fro (grrah, grrah, grrah_grrah)
i thought i was trippin’, thought i heard some b_tches yellin’
but it wasn’t, it was just them n_ggas screamin’ like some hoes (ha, ah)
i got my forces on, i’m steppin’ in ’em, i’ma show you how to step on n_ggas
don’t care how little jeans is, i bet you i fit my weapon in ’em
i’m not with the sucka sh_t, i’m not with the tussling sh_t
i rap, but my all n_ggas know how quick i be to buss a b_tch (grrah, grrah, grrah_grrah)
if they rip me out the plastic better got r.i.p before it
hopped out like a samurai, swing that metal like a sword
ten millimeter bullets look like mini asteroids
why y’all terrorizing n_ggas? (grrah) shoulda never asked for it (grrah)

[chorus: mudbaby ru & g herbo]
i say left foot, right foot, step back, slide (slide)
this ‘cat gone get us outta there, lil dee know how to drive (yeah)
i’ma show you what to do if a lil’ n_gga play with you (we gone)
i say right foot, left foot (g herbo), step up, shoot
[verse 3: g herbo]
they out on they block, we ’bout to slide by
soon as you spot yo’ man, hop out, walk ’em down, this ain’t no f_ckin’ drive_by (f_ckin’ drive_by)
one time i shoot my fire, why would i lie? (why would i lie?)
we go, “ah, ah, ah, ah” ah again, never eye for eye (p_ssy)
real boss, i play my part, though
got a way that ’cause we smart, ho
left them trenches, i’m not far, though
g herbo still goin’ hard though
whip white, call it jack harlow, and i tote a stick like nardo
had to take my sh_t to school, tuckin’ the glizzy in my cargos (had to take)
i was broke and it wasn’t cool, now i’m boolin’ at wells fargo
my young n_ggas go harder than me, they know i set the bar, though
playin’ with toy guns at like three, ask my og (he know that)
we make opp n_ggas yell, “please” (please), and let the trigger squeeze (bah)
this lil’ b_tch bad like billie jean, i think she vietnamese (ayy)
take her to miami with the skeeze and f_ck off fifty g’s (g’s)
got some sh_t in new york on her knees, she say she twenty_three (three)
posted in the bronx, it’s me and d, we gettin’ a chopped cheese (let’s get it, let’s get it)
i’ve been poppin sh_t for ten years, these n_ggas not me
steady beating the cops, they on my c_ck, i got a cop pleas
ridin’ the back seat of the bp and i can not believe it
ran up on a cop they said, “freeze”, but i did not freeze
hit the dealership, see two coupes, b_tch, i can cop these (these)
i feel like gillie, long live cheese, i got a lotta cheese (cheese)
three n_ggas on one track just told you how to send a n_gga to jesus
that sh_t gotta be in you, if you ain’t a soldier, this it’s not easy
[outro: mudbaby ru]
you have completed your course to the number one gun class in the hood
but the only thing is no f_ck n_ggas can sign up

- mudbaby ru

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