Rukus

I'm pullin' up with the ratchet, boy, ay

Put the bullets through your jacket, boy, ay

Mister never-snitchin', don't bother askin', boy

Bad shit with Lil' Germ, we pullin' cappers, boy, ay

Dirty kitchen whippin', trap house, my fall back position

Only visit when I'm fiendin' or itchin'

They call me Mister fix-it

My ambitions as a rider, it's the Cracker Pac

Servin' rocks out my socks, gotta keep the block hot

Ay, ay, uh

(Too bad you're a fuckin' hater)

Muthafuckin' nut, breathin' marijuana

Katana swingin', splittin' hunnid dollar cuts

I got a fuckin' razor, rusty blade-ah

Stuffin' guts and fuckin' bitches up

And now my blunt about to bust

I got a bunch of craters in my fuckin' brain

When I arrive, I'm leavin' plenty stains behind

I'll see you later, gorilla mask

I'll cross the line, banana clips

I'll rip out your spine, after I fuck an alligator

(Bad Shit, bad Shit, bootleg, ****, I don't, ay)

I don't like the look that's on your face when I walk in the place

I'm with these savages, shoot you in your face

Fuckin' round, lit my cig with a pad and pen

Better bet I'm ballin', roster full of scholars

****, don't play no games, **** run up on you cocked

Aim for that brain, secure the bag, bitch, I need all change

Young ****, faded, please stay out my lane

Blue hundon, bet your bitch know my name

Ridin', providin' way for the sheep

Thumper tucked by my sack while I sleep

Give no fucks

Couple hoes in my Bronco truck

Beer Can Dan don't need no luck