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Ruger, Rell,
I like cars, clothes,
But I got a gun man, Rugers at that
You know I'm rockin' out with

I got in the trunk
Pull over and
Rugers in the
Pull over and
(Repeat)

1:
When it come to guns, Ruger's a pro
I cock it back, it, let it blow
No niggaz too big, no too small
And when it come to coke, my middle is U-Haul
I move it all (You it all?)
right, I move it all
From the soft to the hard that nigga is on his job
And dude I'm what a baller be, that's why your girl me
Dope wasn't moving so we it up to Albany
Upstate, New York, fiends spending dough
put it in they arm or sniff it up they nose
Mac'll leave 'em dead, I he a fed
Cuz when he front you birds he don't be checkin' for his
26's rolling on the
ya jaw and have you eatin' chicken noodle soup with soda on the side
Yeah, cuz a chump, so nigga what you want
I got Mac's, AR-15's, but of all

2:
Two dope strips, plus I'm guns
If ya right, you can buy you one
Rugers on deck, the choppers is too
Plus small dilligers that fit up in your shoe
Cash back home, and he on his ish
My took a lost, but they back on the strip
Drive Weeks Ave in the Porsche, seats is low
We gon' play this little game called "Where you the dough?"
Is it in the ceiling, is it in the
Is the Ruger gon' pop if you tell me more
And no you not a hustler, touched a brick
You more like Isaiah, you handle the nicks
been on the grind, lemme play with them dimes
Have 'em in that black reclined, yeah
And nigga you's a chump, so nigga you want
That riot sittin' on the seat, but homie