Letra de Red Rum - Real Boston Richey

(Feat. [])

(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)

Uh, nigga, you ain't a killer, you ain't never came through sprayin' nothin'

Say you slingin' them pistols, when you came through, broad day somethin'

How you say you can get a nigga whacked and never paid nothin'?

My niggas'll shoot a nigga for me for free, these my day ones

Don't tell your friends you fuckin' on me if I had to pay somethin'

Youngins ready to pop up out that cut with them Dracs on

Niggas be ready to take they words back right when that lead come

Ain't shit to commit a murder, it ain't shit to pull a redrum

Seems like I be only fightin' the thoughts that's in my head, huh?

Uh, seen so many unmarked cars right 'fore the feds come

Pull up and check a nigga, they be like, "I ain't said nothin'"

Oh, I'm trippn', I thought a lil' broke-ass nigga said somethin'

Mmm, too many fuckin' bands, can't keep my pants up

Bitches be lyin' to me, sayin', "Boston Richey handsome"

You leavin' 'cause I'm cheatin', stupid bitch, that ain't the answer

You fuck me way too good, I gotta take you up for ransom

Your youngins too pussy, mine swing that shit on camera

Every chance I get, I fuck her good, go and ask her

Stripper bitches love me 'cause I throw money on dancers

I ain't cuffin' hoes, my brother want her, then I pass her

Uh, nigga, you ain't a killer, you ain't never came through sprayin' nothin'

Say you slingin' them pistols, when you came through, broad day somethin'

How you say you can get a nigga whacked and never paid nothin'?

My niggas'll shoot a nigga for me for free, these my day ones

Don't tell your friends you fuckin' on me if I had to pay somethin'

Youngins ready to pop up out that cut with them Dracs on

Niggas be ready to take they words back right when that lead come

Ain't shit to commit a murder, it ain't shit to pull a redrum

Bitch, I'm a trapper-turned-rapper, do you dig me?

Say that your man got more money that me, is you shittin' me?

Forever trappin' dope, forever shootin' semis

It ain't no cappin', before this rap, nigga, I had ten kis

This shit tax-free, nigga, we livin' rent-free

Bitch, you goin' out sad, you fuck a nigga that drive a hemi

Heard he tryna spoil you like I do, but he ain't me

Bitch from 'cross the water, but way in Florida fuckin' a Yankee

Uh, nigga, you ain't a killer, you ain't never came through sprayin' nothin'

Say you slingin' them pistols, when you came through, broad day somethin'

How you say you can get a nigga whacked and never paid nothin'?

My niggas'll shoot a nigga for me for free, these my day ones

Don't tell your friends you fuckin' on me if I had to pay somethin'

Youngins ready to pop up out that cut with them Dracs on

Niggas be ready to take they words back right when that lead come

Ain't shit to commit a murder, it ain't shit to pull a redrum

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