CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Out the Mud
All my life, me and my bro been plottin' on a jug
We been out here tryna make it out the mud
Ain't nobody show us love
So who is there to trust?
Who is there to trust?
All my life, me and my bro been plottin' on a jug
We been out here tryna make it out the mud
Ain't nobody show us love
So who is there to trust?
Who is there to trust?
Aye
Dirty muddy got me sleepwalkin'
When nobody bang my line all I heard was the streets callin'
All I heard was the cheese callin'
All my p's and q's but all I heard was the p's callin'
I need the dough, I need the dope, b*t*h
If you ain't got it for me then you gotta go, b*t*h
I'm tryna get this money, I can't have a broke b*t*h
And these broke boys dumb, they make no sense
Aye
Bravo got caught up in the street life
And n***as start doing wrong cause sh*t couldn't be right
So how the f**k I'm 'posed to think right?
I be thinking late at night, dawg
I can't even sleep right
We gon' make it out the mud
Ain't nobody show us love
We gon' make it out the mud
Ain't nobody I can trust
See, I'on know if I could f**k with you
And I'on know if I been trippin' or a n***a got some trust issues
But I'on know who to trust
See, I'on know if you gon' slide
I'on know if you gon' bust
Break In Records, that's a label, n***a
We gettin' money then we bring it to the table, n***a
Pink fifties, blue hunnids, I need all that
So tell your b*t*h slide through that n***a fall back
You know a n***a f**k if you don't get no call back
But I don't want your b*t*h so n***a take your bra back
Cause I be gettin' money, and ain't no b*t*hes finna stop that
And ain't no n***a finna stop that
And on the low
I been plottin' on a come-up
I heard you plottin', too
F**k a n***a run up
Cause I been plottin' on a jug
I been plottin' on a lick
Yeah, I been plottin' on some sh*t
But I'on know who to trust
That's why a n***a keep a gun
Yeah, you know I keep that thang on me
Cause I'on know if they gon' ride or they gon' change on me
But am I wrong? Could you really throw that blame on me?
Cause life done dropped a whole lot of f**kin' weight on me
It took my n***a, yeah, my dawg, with my main homies
Free BLE$, yeah we working on your way, home g
So no more stressin'
This ain't a song, it's a message
And if you hear it, that's a blessin'
So no more stressin'
This ain't a song, it's a message
And if you hear it, that's a blessin'
We been out here tryna make it out the mud
Ain't nobody show us love
So who is there to trust?
Who is there to trust?
All my life, me and my bro been plottin' on a jug
We been out here tryna make it out the mud
Ain't nobody show us love
So who is there to trust?
Who is there to trust?
Aye
Dirty muddy got me sleepwalkin'
When nobody bang my line all I heard was the streets callin'
All I heard was the cheese callin'
All my p's and q's but all I heard was the p's callin'
I need the dough, I need the dope, b*t*h
If you ain't got it for me then you gotta go, b*t*h
I'm tryna get this money, I can't have a broke b*t*h
And these broke boys dumb, they make no sense
Aye
Bravo got caught up in the street life
And n***as start doing wrong cause sh*t couldn't be right
So how the f**k I'm 'posed to think right?
I be thinking late at night, dawg
I can't even sleep right
We gon' make it out the mud
Ain't nobody show us love
We gon' make it out the mud
Ain't nobody I can trust
See, I'on know if I could f**k with you
And I'on know if I been trippin' or a n***a got some trust issues
But I'on know who to trust
See, I'on know if you gon' slide
I'on know if you gon' bust
Break In Records, that's a label, n***a
We gettin' money then we bring it to the table, n***a
Pink fifties, blue hunnids, I need all that
So tell your b*t*h slide through that n***a fall back
You know a n***a f**k if you don't get no call back
But I don't want your b*t*h so n***a take your bra back
Cause I be gettin' money, and ain't no b*t*hes finna stop that
And ain't no n***a finna stop that
And on the low
I been plottin' on a come-up
I heard you plottin', too
F**k a n***a run up
Cause I been plottin' on a jug
I been plottin' on a lick
Yeah, I been plottin' on some sh*t
But I'on know who to trust
That's why a n***a keep a gun
Yeah, you know I keep that thang on me
Cause I'on know if they gon' ride or they gon' change on me
But am I wrong? Could you really throw that blame on me?
Cause life done dropped a whole lot of f**kin' weight on me
It took my n***a, yeah, my dawg, with my main homies
Free BLE$, yeah we working on your way, home g
So no more stressin'
This ain't a song, it's a message
And if you hear it, that's a blessin'
So no more stressin'
This ain't a song, it's a message
And if you hear it, that's a blessin'
