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Gudda Gudda lyrics : "Red Rum"

All red gt, dipping in that turning lane, Red rum gudda (*##$, I come here to murder lames Ymcb, call that %#@! the murder game The booth is like a coffin, when I get in here I murder thangs I'm on one, where them hoes at They want a picture with me, call me Kodak Johhny cope ^!$$%, I let them hole that Real ^!$$% though, but you already know that

Lego, I'm on the paper chase and I ain't stopping for a second I was starving then I ate and now I'm back here for my seconds I am living out my dreams, chilling with your queen And her legs and her thighs is where I'm tryina get between Man I'm tryina get in loose, patron mixed with the juice Louisiana mood ^!$$% coming straight from out the booth And I'm spitting on you (*##$es like I got a missing tooth David Copperfield roof, hit the button ^!$$% poof I'm on fire, I'm on fire, pistol singing like the choir Get your girl in my bed, make her hit high notes like Mariah Man my cup is still muddy, dirty sprite I love it Hit the party, spike the punch man I be thugging it in public I'm a wild boy, strapped like a cowboy 2 revolvers in the holster, click pow boy $#[email protected] next ^!$$%, I got 9 boy, dope flow, have some [email protected]%!e and a smile boy

Red rum ^!$$%, red rum I'm coming murda %#@!, (*##$ here I come Red rum ^!$$%, red rum I say I'm coming murda %#@!, (*##$ here I come

Believe me when I tell you boy, ain't a soul stopping mine It's mob but best believe, we throwing up them dollar signs Stop a slime, I make my young ^!$$%s turn %#@! to collabine Trench coat, yappers underneath forget you blocking line We popping 5 I'm on it, just stroll on my opponents Put a hole in the middle where your head is and call that a donut Young and reckless talking reckless, you don't respect it then you check it Scope on your ?you check me I don't check it 50 grand up in this duffle, I don't need to double check it %#@! I got it from the bird man you might find something extra Ymcb for bindess, god is my witness I'm the sickest ^!$$% spitting, the flow is nasty like syphilis I'm a ?big gifted, you ^!$$%s is on my %#@! list 5 thous to the shooter, now ^!$$%s is on my hit list Stacking dollar after dollar, boy that's how the ?come Murda 1, click clack, boy we call that red rum

Red rum ^!$$%, red rum I'm coming murda %#@!, (*##$ here I come Red rum ^!$$%, red rum I say I'm coming murda %#@!, (*##$ here I come.

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