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young drummer boy - rude boy كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
around the time that i caught my first offense
i was with my homies
we chasing dead presidents
there wasn’t much but destruction up on my mind
back then i really was thinking, as do or die
my mama’s hangin’ my laundry
up on the fence
i see them ballers
they driving them shiny benz
nothing really could
keep my mind occupied
i wanted riches & b-tches up in my ride
i thought if i had a range rover
the game was over
but now i’m runnin’ over money
like a steam-roller
around the time
i was smoking weed to the brain
i bought a sack
and another sack everyday
around the time
i was kicking lyrics out by the ride
it was nothin’ serious
somethin’ i just did on the side
i rather kick it with my homies
sittin’ by the curb
we drinkin’ fortys
and smokin’ up on that k!lla herb

[chorus]
i’m just a rude m-th-f-cka with a att-tude
i don’t give a f-ck what i say or do
(say or do -echoing-)
i’m just a rude m-th-f-cka with a att-tude
i don’t give a f-ck what i say or do
(say or do -echoing-)

[verse 2]
back then i use to keep
my homies in suspense
i was kicking lyrics
and talking bout true events
i was posted up
chillin’ out by the ride
without a care in the world
i’m taking fire
i’m starin’ at my momma
yellin’ through the fence
i wish i really would’ve
listened back then
i guess we live & we learn
at our own pace
we like to learn
life lessons in a hard way
my homie are scheming
on who to ride
there’s always beef with them phonies
from either side
need to say they had some
blammers in the ride
but me i’m laxing at ease
up in my mind
the police pull up
and start to flex
look for the homies
that they wanna do next
my momma stay yellin’ out
by the fence
and that’s the very day
how i caught my first offense

[chorus]

- young drummer boy

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