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Paroles de la chanson Stuck in the Mud par Digga D
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Yo
I talk a lot of crud (Crud)
I've drawn a lot of blood (Blood)
He made it out the mud, I'll still put him in the mud (Mud)
It's not a playground thing, but now he's stuck in it (Yeah)
I'll stuff the clip, rise the stick and touch his wig (Baow)
I talk a lot of crud (Crud)
I've drawn a lot of blood (Blood)
He made it out the mud, I'll still put him in the mud (Mud)
It's not a playground thing, but now he's stuck in it (Yeah)
Yo
I talk a lot of crud (Crud)
I've drawn a lot of blood (Blood)
He made it out the mud, I'll still put him in the mud (Mud)
It's not a playground thing, but now he's stuck in it (Yeah)
I'll stuff the clip, rise the stick and touch his wig (Baow)
I talk a lot of crud (Crud)
I've drawn a lot of blood (Blood)
He made it out the mud, I'll still put him in the mud (Mud)
It's not a playground thing, but now he's stuck in it (Yeah)
I'll stuff the clip, rise the stick and touch his wig (Baow)
I wanted a pound like The Wall (Fuck penny up)
I aimed at Trey, pound at his head, slap two and watch him fall out
I'll touch him with a .40 chrome, I'll still bring the .40 home
Piggy in the middle of the court said he brought his phone
I ain't saving, ghost sells sight said it was sixty seconds (Yeah)
Fuck a Jammy Dodger, I don't step with sticky weapons (Never)
What you niggas reckon, they're just chattin' pure shit?
He tried to run, stuck it in his back, I told him, "You're it" (Yeah)
I wanted a pound like The Wall (Fuck penny up)
I aimed at Trey, pound at his head, slap two and watch him fall out
I'll touch him with a .40 chrome, I'll still bring the .40 home
Piggy in the middle of the court said he brought his phone
I ain't saving, ghost sells sight said it was sixty seconds (Yeah)
Fuck a Jammy Dodger, I don't step with sticky weapons (Never)
What you niggas reckon, they're just chattin' pure shit?
He tried to run, stuck it in his back, I told him, "You're it" (Yeah)
If I spy a opp, I'm gonna corn him (Bap)
You can't hide when I seek with this 4-fifth (No)
I turn it rock, made it paper from this Forza whiff (Yeah)
Yardman, I'ma use the scissors just to crash the piff (Bill it)
I talk a lot of crud (Crud)
I've drawn a lot of blood (Blood)
He made it out the mud, I'll still put him in the mud (Mud)
It's not a playground thing, but now he's stuck in it (Yeah)
I'll stuff the clip, rise the stick and touch his wig (Baow)
I talk a lot of crud (Crud)
I've drawn a lot of blood (Blood)
He made it out the mud, I'll still put him in the mud (Mud)
You can't hide when I seek with this 4-fifth (No)
I turn it rock, made it paper from this Forza whiff (Yeah)
Yardman, I'ma use the scissors just to crash the piff (Bill it)
I talk a lot of crud (Crud)
I've drawn a lot of blood (Blood)
He made it out the mud, I'll still put him in the mud (Mud)
It's not a playground thing, but now he's stuck in it (Yeah)
I'll stuff the clip, rise the stick and touch his wig (Baow)
I talk a lot of crud (Crud)
I've drawn a lot of blood (Blood)
He made it out the mud, I'll still put him in the mud (Mud)
It's not a playground thing, but now he's stuck in it (Yeah)
I'll stuff the clip, rise the stick and touch his wig (Baow)
Fuck penny up
I'll stuff the clip, rise the stick and touch his wig (Baow)
Fuck penny up
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