Gun Class II - MUDBABY RU/Nardo Wick.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : QUINTORIS JOHNSON/Victor Lassila/Horace Bernard Walls III/Herbert Wright
[00:02.478][Intro: Mudbaby Ru]
[00:08.056]Ayy, welcome to gun class, man
[00:09.670]This the number one safety shit in America if you ask me
[00:14.008]I'ma show you what to do if a nigga play with you (For real, this is no cap)
[00:17.718]I'm your instructor (I swear on my life, Mud)
[00:20.359]I plead the fifth as well
[00:21.755]
[00:22.236][Verse 1: Mudbaby Ru]
[00:22.652]Ayy, I say right foot, left foot, step up, shoot (Shoo)
[00:25.619]Smack his ass, my hand across his head like a salute
[00:28.331]My lil' brother just threw back a ten, b***h just made him puke (Ayy)
[00:31.221]I said, "B***h you ain't my boo, don't give no ****s for what you do"
[00:34.076]This right here four-hundred for a line (Yeah), b***h, this ain't no juice (On God)
[00:37.053]Yeah, I got the juice, you wanna ****? Well, shit, me too (Ayy)
[00:39.788]All my brothers totin' cutters, nigga, who gon' shoot for you? (Grrt)
[00:42.692]Lost my dog to a rat (Yeah), that's why the whip ain't got a roof
[00:45.521]Ayy, b***h, we outside, that FawtyBoy stay in my gеnes
[00:48.561]Only rock with my kind, I know for sure who rock with me
[00:51.257]CEO, that's my slimе, we pop out when you niggas sleep
[00:54.121]Glock .23s and .223s, Lebron and Jordan, same team
[00:56.932]Bullets jump from house to house (Jump) annoying niggas like some fleas (On God)
[00:59.988]None of this spendin' shit ain't new, 2016 ****ed up the streets (Shoo, Shoo)
[01:02.750]I'ma put this song on Spotify, put it on repeat
[01:05.537]I'm a family guy, b***h, I'm Quagmire in them sheets
[01:08.331]Leave your ass lookin' like Joe you think you faster than this beam
[01:11.235]In Miami, sand between my toes, chillin' on the beach
[01:14.228]My niggas shootin' like they some hoopers, shoulda tried out for the Heat
[01:17.047]Back in the day, me and Lil Dre was with Lil Mon gettin' the green
[01:18.544]
[01:19.836][Chorus: Mudbaby Ru]
[01:20.136]I say left foot, right foot, step back, slide (Slide)
[01:22.898]This 'Cat gone get us outta there (Grrt), Lil Dee know how to drive (Yeah)
[01:25.516]I'ma show you what to do if a lil' nigga play with you (Grrah)
[01:28.398]I say right foot, left foot, step up, shoot
[01:29.762]
[01:31.763][Verse 2: Nardo Wick]
[01:31.950]I say pull up, hop out, point, and flame (Grrah)
[01:34.464]We ain't dinin in, we tryna take out everything (Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
[01:37.541]Don't come back to the hood until you touch a nigga brain
[01:40.005]My lil' nigga ain't been missin' since I taught him how to aim (Aim)
[01:42.760]I say pull up, hop out, point, and blow
[01:45.543]We just a bunch a barbers tryna chop a nigga 'fro (Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
[01:48.463]I thought I was trippin', thought I heard some b*****s yellin'
[01:51.452]But it wasn't, it was just them niggas screamin' like some hoes (Ha, ah)
[01:54.262]I got my Forces on, I'm steppin' in 'em, I'ma show you how to step on niggas
[01:57.228]Don't care how little jeans is, I bet I fit my weapon in 'em
[02:00.075]I'm not with the sucka shit, I'm not with the tussling shit
[02:03.067]I rap, but my all niggas know how quick I be to buss a b***h (Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
[02:05.877]His name not "me out the plastic" but it got R.I.P before it
[02:08.613]Hopped out like a samurai, swing that metal like a sword
[02:11.557]Ten millimeter bullets look like mini asteroids
[02:14.581]Why y'all terrorizing niggas? (Grrah) Shoulda never asked for it (Grrah)
[02:17.165]
[02:17.536][Chorus: Mudbaby Ru & G Herbo]
[02:17.803]I say left foot, right foot, step back, slide (Slide)
[02:20.104]This 'Cat gone get us outta there, Lil Dee know how to drive (Yeah)
[02:22.697]I'ma show you what to do if a lil' nigga play with you (We gone)
[02:25.424]I say right foot, left foot (G Herbo), step up, shoot
[02:25.949]
[02:26.632]
[02:29.153][Verse 3: G Herbo]
[02:29.331]They out on they block, we 'bout to slide by
[02:31.192]Soon as you spot yo' man, hop out, walk 'em down, this ain't no ****in' drive-by (****in' drive-by)
[02:34.409]One time I shoot my fire, why would I lie? (Why would I lie?)
[02:36.680]We go, "Ah, ah, ah, ah" ah again, never eye for eye (P***y)
[02:40.158]Real boss, I play my part, though
[02:41.916]Got a way that 'cause we smart, ho
[02:43.221]Left them trenches, I'm not far, though
[02:44.720]G Herbo still goin' hard though
[02:46.176]Whip white, call it Jack Harlow, and I tote a stick like Nardo
[02:48.853]Had to take my shit to school, tuckin' the glizzy in my cargos (Had to take)
[02:51.703]I was broke and it wasn't cool, now I'm boolin' at Wells Fargo
[02:54.547]My young niggas go harder than me, they know I set the bar, though
[02:57.524]Playin' with toy guns at like three, ask my OG (He know that)
[03:00.589]We make opp niggas yell, "Please" (Please), and let the trigger squeeze (Bah)
[03:03.072]This lil' b***h bad like Billie Jean, I think she Vietnamese (Ayy)
[03:05.914]Take her to Miami with the skeeze and **** off fifty G's (G's)
[03:08.743]Got some shit in New York on her knees, she say she twenty-three (Three)
[03:11.617]Posted in the Bronx, it's me and D, we gettin' a chopped cheese (Let's get it, let's get it)
[03:14.471]I've been poppin shit for ten years, these niggas not me
[03:17.176]Steady beating the cops, they on my c**k, I got a cop pleas
[03:20.091]Ridin' the back seat of the BP and I can not believe it
[03:23.063]Ran up on a cop they said, "Freeze", but I did not freeze
[03:25.864]Hit the dealership, see two coupes, b***h, I can cop these (These)
[03:28.862]I feel like Gillie, long live Cheese, I got a lotta cheese (Cheese)
[03:31.701]Three niggas on one track just told you how to send a nigga to Jesus
[03:34.550]That shit gotta be in you, if you ain't a soldier, this it's not easy
[03:35.600]
[03:36.697]
[03:37.631][Outro: Mudbaby Ru]
[03:38.665]You have completed your course to the number one gun class in the hood
[03:47.279]But the only thing is no **** niggas can sign up

文本歌词

作词 : QUINTORIS JOHNSON/Victor Lassila/Horace Bernard Walls III/Herbert Wright
Ayy, welcome to gun class, man
This the number one safety shit in America if you ask me
I'ma show you what to do if a nigga play with you (For real, this is no cap)
I'm your instructor (I swear on my life, Mud)
I plead the fifth as well

Ayy, I say right foot, left foot, step up, shoot (Shoo)
Smack his ass, my hand across his head like a salute
My lil' brother just threw back a ten, b***h just made him puke (Ayy)
I said, "B***h you ain't my boo, don't give no ****s for what you do"
This right here four-hundred for a line (Yeah), b***h, this ain't no juice (On God)
Yeah, I got the juice, you wanna ****? Well, shit, me too (Ayy)
All my brothers totin' cutters, nigga, who gon' shoot for you? (Grrt)
Lost my dog to a rat (Yeah), that's why the whip ain't got a roof
Ayy, b***h, we outside, that FawtyBoy stay in my gеnes
Only rock with my kind, I know for sure who rock with me
CEO, that's my slimе, we pop out when you niggas sleep
Glock .23s and .223s, Lebron and Jordan, same team
Bullets jump from house to house (Jump) annoying niggas like some fleas (On God)
None of this spendin' shit ain't new, 2016 ****ed up the streets (Shoo, Shoo)
I'ma put this song on Spotify, put it on repeat
I'm a family guy, b***h, I'm Quagmire in them sheets
Leave your ass lookin' like Joe you think you faster than this beam
In Miami, sand between my toes, chillin' on the beach
My niggas shootin' like they some hoopers, shoulda tried out for the Heat
Back in the day, me and Lil Dre was with Lil Mon gettin' the green

I say left foot, right foot, step back, slide (Slide)
This 'Cat gone get us outta there (Grrt), Lil Dee know how to drive (Yeah)
I'ma show you what to do if a lil' nigga play with you (Grrah)
I say right foot, left foot, step up, shoot

I say pull up, hop out, point, and flame (Grrah)
We ain't dinin in, we tryna take out everything (Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
Don't come back to the hood until you touch a nigga brain
My lil' nigga ain't been missin' since I taught him how to aim (Aim)
I say pull up, hop out, point, and blow
We just a bunch a barbers tryna chop a nigga 'fro (Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
I thought I was trippin', thought I heard some b*****s yellin'
But it wasn't, it was just them niggas screamin' like some hoes (Ha, ah)
I got my Forces on, I'm steppin' in 'em, I'ma show you how to step on niggas
Don't care how little jeans is, I bet I fit my weapon in 'em
I'm not with the sucka shit, I'm not with the tussling shit
I rap, but my all niggas know how quick I be to buss a b***h (Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
His name not "me out the plastic" but it got R.I.P before it
Hopped out like a samurai, swing that metal like a sword
Ten millimeter bullets look like mini asteroids
Why y'all terrorizing niggas? (Grrah) Shoulda never asked for it (Grrah)

I say left foot, right foot, step back, slide (Slide)
This 'Cat gone get us outta there, Lil Dee know how to drive (Yeah)
I'ma show you what to do if a lil' nigga play with you (We gone)
I say right foot, left foot (G Herbo), step up, shoot

They out on they block, we 'bout to slide by
Soon as you spot yo' man, hop out, walk 'em down, this ain't no ****in' drive-by (****in' drive-by)
One time I shoot my fire, why would I lie? (Why would I lie?)
We go, "Ah, ah, ah, ah" ah again, never eye for eye (P***y)
Real boss, I play my part, though
Got a way that 'cause we smart, ho
Left them trenches, I'm not far, though
G Herbo still goin' hard though
Whip white, call it Jack Harlow, and I tote a stick like Nardo
Had to take my shit to school, tuckin' the glizzy in my cargos (Had to take)
I was broke and it wasn't cool, now I'm boolin' at Wells Fargo
My young niggas go harder than me, they know I set the bar, though
Playin' with toy guns at like three, ask my OG (He know that)
We make opp niggas yell, "Please" (Please), and let the trigger squeeze (Bah)
This lil' b***h bad like Billie Jean, I think she Vietnamese (Ayy)
Take her to Miami with the skeeze and **** off fifty G's (G's)
Got some shit in New York on her knees, she say she twenty-three (Three)
Posted in the Bronx, it's me and D, we gettin' a chopped cheese (Let's get it, let's get it)
I've been poppin shit for ten years, these niggas not me
Steady beating the cops, they on my c**k, I got a cop pleas
Ridin' the back seat of the BP and I can not believe it
Ran up on a cop they said, "Freeze", but I did not freeze
Hit the dealership, see two coupes, b***h, I can cop these (These)
I feel like Gillie, long live Cheese, I got a lotta cheese (Cheese)
Three niggas on one track just told you how to send a nigga to Jesus
That shit gotta be in you, if you ain't a soldier, this it's not easy

You have completed your course to the number one gun class in the hood
But the only thing is no **** niggas can sign up