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ZillaKami

Red Rum

 

Red Rum


Murder him, murder
Red Rum, uh
Red Rum, uh, Red Rum, uh
Murder him, murder him
Murder him, murder
Mur... yeah

Slaughter, nigga, get back, I got a mask
With a non clutch nigga, with blood up on the back
Like a zombie walking with blood upon the face
With red eyes on the side like I got sprayed with Mase, I was
Tryna take it easy
Walked into hell, told the devil come and see me
Never posted bail told my mama she could leave me
Cause I got a wolf pack, riding real sleazy (uh, murder)

Red Rum, said Red Rum
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh (murder him, murder him)
Red Rum, said Red Rum, (murder him, murder)
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh, said (murder)
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh (murder)
Murder him, murder him
Murder him, murder
Murder him, murder him
Murder him, murder
Yeah, (Murder him, murder him)
Yeah, yuh, yeah, yuh yuh, uh (Murder)
Uh, murder him (said)
Murder him, murder
Hey (Red Rum, say Red Rum, uh)
Murder him, murder (Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh)
Murder him, murder him (Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh)
Murder him, aye

30 round clip that's an episode
Circle you niggas like merry go, (say murder him, murder him)
Me and Zilla bout to kill a soul
I'm all about green like I'm Piccolo, (say murder him, murder him)
I might go split up a gut
I shoot till I puncture the lung
I'm laying acid on my tongue
Sipping on the motherfucking Red Rum
100 round come out my drum
When my gun out nigga run, I aim for the lung
Make your body turning numb
Make my Xannies just as strong, aye, aye
Niggas keep your head up, get your bread up
[?] without the set up, get to the cheddar
I am not ratting my ratchet is clapping
You niggas acting my lights camera action
Aye, all black my outfit just fuck with my fashion
All black my whip this the shit imma crash in
I wish you niggas could turn me to past tense
So I could come back and ask you "what's cracking"
Aye, murder him
Murder him, murder
Hey, murder him
Murder him, murder

Red Rum said Red Rum, (hey, hey)
Red Rum said Red Rum, (murder him, murder)
Red Rum said Red Rum, (murder)
Red Rum said Red Rum, (murder him, murder)
Red Rum said Red Rum, (aye, aye)
Red Rum said Red Rum, (murder him, murder)
Murder
Red Rum, said Red Rum
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh (murder him, murder him)
Red Rum, said Red Rum, (murder him, murder)
Red Rum, said Red Rum, said
Red Rum, said Red Rum, uh
Murder him, murder

done

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