Popa Wu - Red Rum Lyrics
[chorus: buddha monk]Babyface, heres the rum to get the party startedDelta got the 4-4 and now we on guardinWe walk with heat, aint nothin sweat on the streetsIf you walk in the slum, you get caught by dum dum niggasWhat, red rum, red rumMurder is the mutha*****in case that they gave meRed rum, red rumMurder is the mutha*****in case (that they gave me)[babyface finster] (delta #1) {buddha monk}I wanna hit some skids tonight(aight crook stop stealin, dogs count your slugsBut aint nobody killin)I know I got a chance, at this, pants is tight(l.i.q., got me flippin, feelin for a fight)Wanna get my groove on, preceed to move on(before the break of dawn, all ya niggas is goneTry to front and get torn, Im at the doorWith the 4-4, restin my chest, Im *****in livinHardcore hearing){ooh baby I like it raw, war, things aint just peace no more}[delta #1]The way I get raw is gettin ready for a warSuited in fatigue suits, size of livin proofRobbin niggas aint cute, but niggas need to salute[babyface finster]I step to this creep, whats ya name? , (denise)She had a steel mad conceit, and the cunts manifiqueS & jet, cuz the bodies now reckedThen I stepped, she was from the *****in projectsBack to the party, to drink some bacardiStep to this chick, but her breath was type tardyMiss la-di-da-di, get off the wall so we can partyYou see me scoppin, your ***** prink got me openDamn baby[chorus][babyface finster]Control party masses, pass champagne glassesPeace and love to the ol dirty bastardMultichin, its the zu killa trendDeadly with the pen, with the track he kills againIm layin my charm down, this honies all aroundMy section, got lifestyles for protection***** that, groundin on asses, gives infectionsTime to chill out for this alcohol section[delta #1]16 cent on this *****in alezayPour it out for my man a, rest in pieceLove, peace and hair greaseThe drama never cease, Im rugged like a beastWith fronts in my mouth pieceTeachin niggas how to pimpIf I did it, I did it, you caught a charge for a tip***** stop pagin me, Im not tryin to hear youYou wanna ***** my physical, beep spiritualIm tryin to get drunk with the dragonThe one night stand got ya bragginYa hot like a shot, with the 30-30 off the trotI wanna ***** who smoke pot alot (*inhale*)[babyface finster] (delta #1)Dancin with these *****es got my drawers all wet(yo the party just started, dont end it yet)We gotta go delta (nigga go to hell)This crazy ***** is waitin at the *****in hotel(let me smoke another l, and drink some more wine)We got mad cash, but we cant buy time(son, its only 15 to the break of dawn)Lets scatter like roaches when the light come on[chorus]
