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rude anthem - atl smook lyrics

pardon me
excuse me

sippin that purp, im sippin this red
counting them racks till a young n-gga dead
yeen ain’t know me, no i cannot be scared
yeen ain’t know me, no we do not play fair
esco got cookies, get put in the air
he is a rookie, no he don’t compare
walking to cl-ss, i don’t know what to wear
running them racks i ain’t do nothing else
runnin round la, im smoking top shelf
fw the n-gga that just what they sell
choppa hit on em, how does he feel
i put a hit out, i’d watch your mouth
talk down on a rudeboy, you gone out yo mouth
i get that bag and i’m bleeding yeah
b-tches they sure wanna meet me now

they need me back then, but they need me now
got handles and they’re feeding me now
pull up in foreign they see me now
spending that cash for no reason now
sipping that red guess i’m bleeding now
indian, guess i’m from cleveland now
off a perc and i’m thinking, thinking now
(thinking, i’m thinking)
my brothers i swear imma bleed about
my brothers i swear imma tweet about
my brothers i swear imma squeeze about
none of that sh-t imma tweet about
n-ggas they ending they beef about it
imma pull up and come see about it
woah (woah)

sippin that purp, im sippin this red
counting them racks till a young n-gga dead
you knowin’ me no i cannot be scared
this our league we do not play fair
esco got cookies, get put in the air
he is a rookie, no he don’t compare
walking to cl-ss, i don’t know what to wear
running them racks i ain’t do nothing else
runnin round la i’m smoking top shelf
f-ck with they n-gga, that just what they sell
i put a hit out, i’d watch your mouth
talk down on a rudeboy, you gone out yo mouth
i get that bag and i’m bleeding yeah
b-tches they sure wanna meet me now

- atl smook lyrics

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