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stunna 4 vegas – red rum كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(that sh_t crazy)
that sh_t crazy
that sh_t crazy
blatt
ooh, that sh_t crazy (uh)
fye
fye, uh, fye, uh, fye

[chorus]
big stunna ain’t finna fight (uh_uh)
why you think i bought all these guns? (baow, baow)
the only thing on my mind
is a whole lot of red rum (blatt, blatt)
b_tch n_gga play tough, i’ll touch some’ (come on)
n_gga get out his top, get his head blown (uh, uh)
ain’t finna do all that rah_rah sh_t ’cause lil’ bruh’ll get his ass gone (blatt, uh)

[verse]
ain’t finna beef with no unknown
i really put sh_t in the end zone (what else?)
we get his lo’ and it’s spent like a demo (spin, come on)
can’t find him, we get at his kinfolk (blatt)
i’m tryna stack up these hundreds past 6’4″
i wake up and i put that sh_t on
we see the opps, they get hit on
i’m talkin’, beat up they block then gеt gone (go)
my lil’ n_gga out his top
he sick in the hеad, he can’t be cured (brrt, uh)
i hit that b_tch with endurance
ho do what i say like a servant (do what i say, eat)
i was wolf on the ‘net for insurance (b_tch)
them n_ggas know we be swervin’ (know we be purgin’)
i used to stand on the curb, i want s_e_b, the bag secured (racks), uh
he better think with his head on, 25/8, i be thinkin’ ’bout red rum (uh)
i get that cake by the lump some’ (cash)
she treat that d_ck like a dum_dum (eat, eat)
my lil’ n_ggas fried, they ready to slide
i can’t name a opp n_gga that’s up one (geek)
b_tch n_ggas ain’t did no harm (uh, uh)
keep my fire, i’m never unarmed (bah)
[chorus]
big stunna ain’t finna fight
why you think i bought all these guns? (baow, baow)
the only thing on my mind
is a whole lot of red rum (baow, baow, baow)
b_tch n_gga play tough, i’ll touch some’ (blatt)
n_gga get out his top, get his head blown (uh, blatt)
ain’t finna do all that rah_rah sh_t ’cause lil’ bruh’ll get his ass gone (blatt, blatt, blatt, come on)
big stunna ain’t finna fight (uh)
why you think i bought all these guns?
the only thing on my mind
is a whole lot of red rum (blatt, blatt)
b_tch n_gga play tough, i’ll touch some’
n_gga get out his top, get his head blown (uh, uh, uh)
ain’t finna do all that rah_rah sh_t ’cause lil’ bruh’ll get his ass gone (bah, bah_bah)

[outro]
bah
bah_bah
bah
bah_bah

- stunna 4 vegas

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