Rude Boy ft. Gino & Dark Poet Lyrics

Intro

Hands to the knockers

They hate us cus they block lovers

Even got hoes till the mongers

That’s FYI so you think you be chasing mongers

And a case gone bunkers

But look, critics debunkers

But I aint gon stop

Shi, I lost six summers

Now im back on a sick numbers

Using the streets for covers

How you gon fuck with coban hungers

Only but sharpshooters

Its In the shack to you left brokers

Now that’s liver your breathless

Tony tivess on the headdress so

*** that we hair dress oh

Checks that can ***

Folds I could care less

Look at my eyes

Im a ***

I need bedrest

You won beef you better ***

Im in your rude boy

Hanging on corner

With me gangsters, striking like vipers

No bother test, me lyrically tear them apart

Assassin with willepa bad man

Wey step up on me yard

Im in your rude boy

Hanging on corner

With me gangsters, striking like vipers

No bother test, me lyrically tear them apart

Assassin with willepa bad man

Wey step up on me yard

Say they burn every time you try to listen am

Dissing am, sees is pissing me off

With the beatness

And I still kill em all

With a razor like ***

Hit wack MC’s to me fall

You better call the nurse cus by the time

Im true with this battle verse

They gonna need an ambulance

Them gonna need a black coat

Im cursed like vampires

eat them sees at night

Fucking differences

I still eat them in broad day light

You want beef with me nigga

Better stay out of sight

Cus the next time we meet is gonna be a street fight

Take you gums out of your mouth

Leave your tooth where they are

When you wanna freestyle

All you had to say is ah

Im in your rude boy

Hanging on corner

With me gangsters, striking like vipers

No bother test, me lyrically tear them apart

Assassin with willepa bad man

Wey step up on me yard

Im in your rude boy

Hanging on corner

With me gangsters, striking like vipers

No bother test, me lyrically tear them apart

Assassin with willepa bad man

Wey step up on me yard

(Talking)

Outro