Ruff-Rugged and Raw (feat. Erex, Wiz Gamb, Charlie Con)-Ram Squad

歌手 : Ram Squad

专辑 : Best Of The Squad 1

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:11

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Ruff-Rugged and Raw (feat. Erex, Wiz Gamb, Charlie Con) - Ram Squad

How many niggas living ruff rugged and raw

Hey yo I'm like a flame thrower

Top notch name knower

Games over cherry red Range Rover

Sold boulders till m*******a took over

Freestylist Richard Allen crack viles

Live for the gangsters in the club

That'll shank ya

Make moves on prowl

Like a shark for the paper

My mans like a theif in the night

I'm like a theif in your wife

He awake ya I get you later

Lets take it back 80's

I'll be picking your wallet

On trial with the state wanna book me solid

Rap speech hollers flow

Like I'm Christopher Wallace

Baby baby Blueface crazy crazy

Live for the Blue G bad b**ches eating sushee

With Eppy up in a mansion out in Scranton

I stand for ruff rugged raw

And I don't care for the mother f**king law

And I came here for to tell you all

I do it way big that's the mother f**king deal

He's all right but he's not Hill

How many niggas living ruff rugged and raw

All my niggas tattoed up

Form legondary statued up

Watch your back in my hood niggas

Will snatch you up

Snake niggas be the fake niggas

I barely speak cause I don't know

How to take niggas

Only streets put work in the game

Now I'm hurting to gain

Old flames even try to throw dirt on my name

On 28 I'm like the god sent

Them Richard Allen b**ches

Like where they find him

He be with Hill in that big Range

You see them niggas with them big chains

They be gettin big doe

They be doing big things

Hoes flock when I walk

Through the old block

I got it locked my ni**a Feece

Run the whole block

Ghetto superstar chains shine

When the sun out

My niggas leave the club

It's real with they guns out

Life is like a fantasy up in the hood

Still catch me in a hooptey rolling up backwards

Ain't no jailing ain't no telling the felons feelings

Charlie never been convicted for the dealing

Con never been convicted for the killing

But in an instant Hill trust me I will kill him

How many niggas living ruff rugged and raw

Conquered the game sick ni**a 5 to a 6 ni**a

6 figgas got it stacked up rich ni**a

Who you spittin for thugs or them broads

Me I spit for the elite with heat

I stay low key ride the hooptey

Yeah you know me

Cock sucker blow me legand like Opey

Stack grands usually spend it on goochie

Linen in the prada joints short sleeve cool G

Chain smackin my balls wrist semi gloss

Lights out arm to the moon it's back on

I can't help how these broads wanna f**k me man

Got a be for be grand damn lovely fam

I spit bars that hang glide bump in your ride

Bring it on your wrong right I'm out smoking 9

Let a ni**a hit a thousand bars

Like miles to mars

Star or a no name ni**a I kill em all

How many niggas living ruff rugged and raw