Rubina lyrics

by

Glokk40Spaz



[Chorus]
Ran out the trap and them folks grab the stick
If you talkin bout that paper, boy we getting to it quick
F&N in the trap stick make a n*gga take a sh*t
And Lil kilo f*ckin with the cartel off rip
And I'm cuttin n*ggas off cause they real deal b*tch
And that pus*y n*gga make them real n*ggas feel sick
And I pop n*ggas off, ion really like to pick
And I'm really outchere n*gga, feelin like like Slick Rick
Why you think I'ma fave?
Cause lil 40 got caught with that 19 tay
And the opposition watching like a mothaf*ckin trailer
I was In the chain gang I ain't get one letter
And that sh*t broke my heart thinking you could do better
Cause them shells don't drop like some mothaf*ckin feathers
And I wanna spin the block but these n*ggas wouldn't gon let us
If I had to pick one then, them boys gettin set up (Yeah)
Do you wanna be a killer?, or a robber?
Do you pus*y-ah really want some problems?
We could do the dice game, cause I really want some commas
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