Lil Durk - David Ruffin (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Durk - David Ruffin (en) Lyrics
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Tune up
Sonic
You ever woke up out your sleep like
is you gon' die in the trenches?
You ever thought it'd be your dawg
when they described the witness?
I wrote a letter to authorities when
they threw out the tenants
To claim that shit that bronem claim,
you know that shit a privilege
For Pat I'll throw them tears, I
remember the night they took him
I treat them hoes with a lil' respect
'cause that could be my sister
They had gave police them guns, when
they pulled up, they booked 'em
We catch an opp, he get baptized
like I was never Muslim
Like wipe your nose, I love you, bro,
stop fuckin' with Ashton Kutcher
Funeral home, they extorted me 'cause
I be paying for bookings
Won't send no hunchos to the county
'cause you be paying for pussy
Could've went to college, but instead
I'm in this van with hoodlums
And that shit all facts
I tried to give my dawg a pound
but he want all crack
Like fuck the feds, you threaten my
kids, I'm gettin' 'em all whacked
I spent like ninety on a Cuban,
that shit prong set
Most of them OG's get out the feds,
they know they all rats, nigga
All these niggas tryna live my life,
they don't know what I go through
They ain't gon' do what
they supposed to
I had to get it out that mud 'cause
we was pain and suffering
And we was stuck inside the hood,
we mix our Percs with 'Tussin
I know a killer got in that jam,
we call him David Ruffin
And they didn't even use his statement,
so he sang for nothing
They had a bitch up on that case
but she the lamest bustin'
I fucked her but she still showed
up at court, I came for nothing
I appreciate my war scars, show
me I came from nothin'
My daddy got back off that L, like
who get life for hustlin'?
I'm still a voice inside the trenches,
don't make me say it again
DJ played the opps inside this club,
he better not play it again
See dissin' me and go OT
gon' get your hood shot
I can tell the streets what I been
through just off my mugshots
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