Soldier Kidd - Red Rum lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah Man I swear, c'mon, c'mon', c'mon I'm talkin' 'bout k**ers and lovers, you feel me? Triple-X done got here, gang Gang, gang, gang gang gang Gang, gang, gang gang gang Gang, gang, gang gang gang Gang, gang, gang, uh They just hit me with a murder I ain't even know about Tryna tell me stay quiet but this ain't your mouth VV's all up in my tuwop, lookin' like a crown I'm that youngin who gon' drop from the down south Free my youngins, we the youngins, do that sh** without the clout I ain't stuntin', I ain't frontin', run up on me, man down I got youngins, I got youngins right now laid up in the ground Ain't no disrespect for nothin', you know all these n***as wild You be sayin' that you love me, still don't think that you my wife I be gettin' to this money, n***as know I had to grind If they take everything from me, they gon' leave me with my pride If they take my brother from me then a n***a gotta die Triple-X, ain't no I, I got exes askin' why If I'm lyin' then I'm flyin', Bob Marley in the sky C'mon, I'm the sunrise, c'mon, I got nine lives I be up packed in your live, I done repacked up them nines Ayy red rum, that be murder 'em And you know I brought my fire to the funeral Poppin' percs with the guys like they minerals Nah I'm serious, most these n***as ridiculous, c'mon, c'mon Red rum, that be murder 'em And you know I brought my fire to the funeral Poppin' percs with the guys like they minerals Nah I'm serious, most these n***as ridiculous All this money on Lil Soldier got her curious Yeah I know you furious 'cause I talk delirious All I know is get it up, make a n***a give it up Soldier got the pistol tucked, with lil Benos in the cut Crackers tryna cut a deal, tell 'em I need big bucks I could go right back to jackin' but a n***a out here rappin' And you know I'm still ratchet, came up in here with my ratchet And I know you got a tool but tell me who gon' really clap it I just popped up like it's magic, I need Oscars, I need Grammys I just drop that real for your ear, go and tell your mammy You know that Lil Soldier daddy, 100 Bands forever lastin' Put that on the gang, they gon' pull up, bro we never lackin' Ayy red rum, that be murder 'em And you know I brought my fire to the funeral Poppin' percs with the guys like they minerals Nah I'm serious, most these n***as ridiculous, c'mon, c'mon Red rum, that be murder 'em And you know I brought my fire to the funeral Poppin' percs with the guys like they minerals Nah I'm serious, most these n***as ridiculous