Real Rudeboy - Cuttin' Up (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: Real Rudeboy] Yeah, I said Rudeboy's up and he don't give a f** Got some n***as cuttin up, still don't give a f** I said Rudeboy's up and he don't give a f** Haha, aaiight then I said Rudeboy's up and he don't give a f** Got some n***as cuttin up, still don't give a f** I don't carry a piece, I do the devils work Yeah so I carry the beast I got this pain in my chest, I think it indigestion Heard my b**h is cheating gonna beat her with aggression An there'll be no disgression while I hide her body in the trunk Traffic stuck middle of congestion Change the flow, here we go yeah Rudeboy's the man, with the f**ing plan and She's gonna take it to the head, like I know she can Bang bang booty thats juicy like fruity, owwweeee I'll be getting signed to the label, yeah like Reecey baby Pound sign true story that's a fantasy fable, like easop man ha Yeah next track please, so versatile do it, I'm able haha