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

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

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

2:
Two strips, plus I'm selling guns
If ya right, you can buy you one
There's on deck, the choppers is too
Plus them small dilligers that fit up in your
Cash back home, and he on his ish
My workers took a lost, but they back on the
through Weeks Ave in the Porsche, seats is low
We gon' play this game called "Where you keep the dough?"
Is it in the ceiling, is it in the
Is the Ruger pop if you don't tell me more
And no you not a hustler, never touched a
You more like Isaiah, you can't handle the
Never been on the grind, play with them dimes
Have 'em in that black reclined, yeah
And nigga you's a chump, so nigga you want
That riot pump on the seat, but homie