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Gorealla Rucci - Cash Out Lyrics

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Gorealla Rucci - Cash Out Lyrics
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She know I'm gangstar
And I'm with it
She ask she get it
Run up on who
You know I got 30 in this glizzy
Came out the blue
Anywhere I walk this shit get litty
Ball like uncle drew
Shopping in New York I love the city
Ima cash the check
We gone smash in the vet
Flying past in a jet
They dying fast where I'm at
I got family in the feds
Got to stand on what you said
I won't never cut my dreads
Bro cooking dope I'm selling eggs
Hopped in the Porsche and it's fast
Hopped off the porch I needed cash
My bitch got the fattest ass
Momma used to beat my ass
She know I'll give her my last
I seen them lights and did the dash
They don't make police cars this fast
20k inside the bag
Caught a case i got court
Leave the state I'm in New York
I hear the fake in your voice
Stay out my way little boy
I want the stars in the wraith
Hop in the lambo just to race
Couple bands in the safe
Knocking clowns out the way
If I ride ima ride
Ain't no slipping ima slide
Broke my heart when shorty died
Only thing that make me cry
He a rat you a mice
I ain't never snitched in my life
You talk to pigs that ain't right
Rob me and lose your life
Im in your city like it's mine
Leave the club with a dime
I throw racks every time
Free my niggas doing time
Take care your momma
Like she mine
Different breed different blood
Bitch I got it out the mud
Crush a nigga like a bug
Stomp a nigga like a rug
Got my pistol in the club
Any issues ima bust
My niggas don't give a f*ck
And when it's up my niggas
Ain't showing love
F*ck what you heard
Left that bitch cause she a bird
That's my word
Ima swerve
Rucci got it off the curve
I had to serve
Been through so much shit
Ain't even got no nerves
It's gets worst lost shyhiem
And now my nigga in the dirt
If it ain't on me
Then f*ck it nigga it be in her purse
Think I'm slipping
Pussy nigga gonna end up in the dirt
When you deep in these streets
Funerals the only time it's church
Don't know about them
But I get tired of losing niggas
This shit hurt
Lace up my boot load my glock
And chase a bag dog
Ain't giving up
I got them other niggas mad dog
If you balling with me
That mean you had my back dog
Put the bowl of ramen noodles
On the racks dog
I had to level up i sent the devil up
I just been buying jewelry
With my daughter I been catching up
And that new 45 for my protection
Gotta keep it tucked
I'm in love with this money
I can't fall in love
I know she bussing it open
I gotta wear a glove
And I was locked in a cell
Wanted my momma love
They slanging rods in my city
These niggas talking tough
It was me and my mother
Sometimes we had it rough
In the trap house
With these band on me
Shorty like the way
These diamonds dance on me
Im the hottest young nigga
But my neck on freeze
If I got it on me
Then you know I'm gone squeeze
She know I'm gangster
And I'm with it
She ask she get it
Run up on who
You know I got 30 in this glizzy
Came out the blue
Anywhere I walk this shit get litty
Ball like uncle drew
Shopping in New York I love the city
Ima cash the check
We gone smash in the vet
Flying past in a jet
They dying fast where I'm at
I got family in the feds
Got to stand on what you said
I won't never cut my dreads
Bro cooking dope I'm selling eggs
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English

She know I'm gangstar
And I'm with it
She ask she get it
Run up on who
You know I got 30 in this glizzy
Came out the blue
Anywhere I walk this shit get litty
Ball like uncle drew
Shopping in New York I love the city
Ima cash the check
We gone smash in the vet
Flying past in a jet
They dying fast where I'm at
I got family in the feds
Got to stand on what you said
I won't never cut my dreads
Bro cooking dope I'm selling eggs
Hopped in the Porsche and it's fast
Hopped off the porch I needed cash
My bitch got the fattest ass
Momma used to beat my ass
She know I'll give her my last
I seen them lights and did the dash
They don't make police cars this fast
20k inside the bag
Caught a case i got court
Leave the state I'm in New York
I hear the fake in your voice
Stay out my way little boy
I want the stars in the wraith
Hop in the lambo just to race
Couple bands in the safe
Knocking clowns out the way
If I ride ima ride
Ain't no slipping ima slide
Broke my heart when shorty died
Only thing that make me cry
He a rat you a mice
I ain't never snitched in my life
You talk to pigs that ain't right
Rob me and lose your life
Im in your city like it's mine
Leave the club with a dime
I throw racks every time
Free my niggas doing time
Take care your momma
Like she mine
Different breed different blood
Bitch I got it out the mud
Crush a nigga like a bug
Stomp a nigga like a rug
Got my pistol in the club
Any issues ima bust
My niggas don't give a f*ck
And when it's up my niggas
Ain't showing love
F*ck what you heard
Left that bitch cause she a bird
That's my word
Ima swerve
Rucci got it off the curve
I had to serve
Been through so much shit
Ain't even got no nerves
It's gets worst lost shyhiem
And now my nigga in the dirt
If it ain't on me
Then f*ck it nigga it be in her purse
Think I'm slipping
Pussy nigga gonna end up in the dirt
When you deep in these streets
Funerals the only time it's church
Don't know about them
But I get tired of losing niggas
This shit hurt
Lace up my boot load my glock
And chase a bag dog
Ain't giving up
I got them other niggas mad dog
If you balling with me
That mean you had my back dog
Put the bowl of ramen noodles
On the racks dog
I had to level up i sent the devil up
I just been buying jewelry
With my daughter I been catching up
And that new 45 for my protection
Gotta keep it tucked
I'm in love with this money
I can't fall in love
I know she bussing it open
I gotta wear a glove
And I was locked in a cell
Wanted my momma love
They slanging rods in my city
These niggas talking tough
It was me and my mother
Sometimes we had it rough
In the trap house
With these band on me
Shorty like the way
These diamonds dance on me
Im the hottest young nigga
But my neck on freeze
If I got it on me
Then you know I'm gone squeeze
She know I'm gangster
And I'm with it
She ask she get it
Run up on who
You know I got 30 in this glizzy
Came out the blue
Anywhere I walk this shit get litty
Ball like uncle drew
Shopping in New York I love the city
Ima cash the check
We gone smash in the vet
Flying past in a jet
They dying fast where I'm at
I got family in the feds
Got to stand on what you said
I won't never cut my dreads
Bro cooking dope I'm selling eggs
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Writer: Maxwell McNair
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Gorealla Rucci Cash Out Video


Performed By: Gorealla Rucci
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Maxwell McNair

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