R U MAD! Lyrics – NsLux
Singer: NsLux
Title: R U MAD!
★ Intro ★
Big shotty hop out the window
Pull up on blocks and we letting it go
They don’t know nun ’bout gang or bands nor packs
So how they gon talk ’bout road
Money on me, ugh
Run in the scene, ugh
They don’t know nun about me
Pull up on me, ugh
I got the beam, ugh
We turn this sh#t to a murder scene
Big shotty hop out the window
Pull up on blocks and we letting it go
They don’t know nun ’bout gang or bands nor packs
So how they gon’—
★ Chorus ★
Big shotty hop out the window
Pull up on blocks and we letting it go
They don’t know nun ’bout gang or bands nor packs
So how they gon talk ’bout road
Money on me, ugh
Run in the scene, ugh
They don’t know nun about me
Pull up on me, ugh
I got the beam, ugh
We turn this sh#t to a murder scene
★ Verse 1 ★
.45 or the .32
Acp clip, gotta do that too
Hear a man talk, grab the, like who?
Told bro no one’s on me so no one’s on you
No one on us, are you mad? Ugh
Will Smith, they’re some actors
Big shotty make you splatter
Making your marj’ sad, uh
This time last year was miskeen
‘Magine they knew I’m 16
Grab the habad make you scream
I got your girl on her knees
She saying that she want me
Lil shawty I had to leave
She saying that she want me
She saying that she want me
Stepping with a .45
Aiming at your guys
Blood splatter, killing your guys
Aiming it at your spine
Rolling with this .45
Aiming it at your spine
Tell your mum her son died
Tell your mum her son died, uh, oh
★ Bridge ★
.45 or the steel
Still gon’ make you feel, uh (Uh-uh)
They ain’t ever gon’ run off
We gon’ grab the ting and make the kill, uh
Pull up on blocks and you feeling the steel
In the booth I’ma show you how I feel
Shotty or steel, show how you feel
I ain’t gon’ stop ’til I’m hitting that kill
★ Chorus ★
Big shotty hop out the window (Window)
Pull up on blocks and we letting it go (Go, go)
They don’t know nun ’bout gang or bands nor packs
So how they gon talk ’bout road (Road)
Money on me, ugh
Run in the scene, ugh (Scene)
They don’t know nun about me (Nah, nah)
Pull up on me, ugh
I got the beam, ugh
We turn this sh#t to a murder scene (Nah, nah)
★ Verse 2 ★
(Left, left, left)
Left back in a dinger
Pull up turn ’em to singers
Shooting shots like I’m Lingard
Shooting shots like I’m Lingard
Guys keep thinkin’ they bad still
They listen to too much New York drill
Shells and spinners, man we lose our chill
Fake yutes, gotta blast dem they ain’t real
They listen to way too much NY
I watched Hickock 45
Taught me how to reload that bine
Clock that in when I aim for eyes
They don’t know ’bout mine
Big shotty hopping out they’re switching sides
★ Chorus ★
Big shotty hop out the window
Pull up on blocks and we letting it go
They don’t know nun ’bout gang or bands nor packs
So how they gon talk ’bout road
Money on me, ugh
Run in the scene, ugh
They don’t know nun about me
Pull up on me, ugh
I got the beam, ugh
We turn this sh#t to a murder scene
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