Wizardz - Tuggin' A Ruler Lyrics

Hold on in the ground
Where the hold on life is cold
Bap bap bap
Is that wizard?

I been stackin' and stackin' and stackin'
Came from the back end f*ckin' this bitch from the back end
Niggas want smoke they be cappin' I'm with the action
If you want smoke then I'm blastin

Twenty-two shots from the range this bitch goin' insane
If you talk money I'm game
I put my dick in her brain cause I go insane
You don't want smoke you a lame

These niggas they not with the action
Tell them to tap in foot on the gas and im dashin'
Sit in the trap and I'm cashin ran through the back end
Pick up a ying and I'm splashin

They call me a oouta I shoot at doulas I'm tuggin' a ruler
Run up on the gang I might shoot ya
Ten shots to his brain like it's hookahPut a beam on a guy like a ruler
Take a trip overseas to Aruba Find a opp then I send him to Luthur

This bitch came and run to the bando
She cookin' and whippin' a bando
No gun but I'm usin' a Rambo Six in his brain
Call him Johnny and Tango

I'm shootin' but stayin' on defense
My body be movin' in slow-mo
My shooter gon' shoot for a reason
Got me movin' I just wanna change flows

Bap bap bap
I'm on the block uh uh I got a Glock uh uh
Totin' the Knox uh uh I shoot at the cops uh uh
Shoot at the opps uh uh
Everyone shot uh uh every O shot uh uh

I'm shootin' for fun but you do it for fame uh uh we're not the same
I'm smokin' on gas high as a plane uh uh this bitch is insane
Go from a jet ski to the range uh uh we're not the same
Bitch wanna f*ck come give me brain uh uh put dick in her brain

My shorty got hallows that fill to the top
On a grind we ain't ready to stop
Niggas be snitchin' to the cops
And niggas be switchin' for a bop

F*ck all these lame hoes get a job
I'm on a mission to the top
I'm stackin' money to the top
And I'm chasin' paper gettin' guap

I been stackin' and stackin' and stackin'
Came from the back end F*ckin' dis bitch from the back end
Niggas want smoke they be cappin
I'm with the action if you want smoke then I'm blastin

Twenty-two shots from the range this bitch goin' insane
If you talk money I'm game
I put my dick in her brain Cause I go insane
You don't want smoke you a lame

These niggas they not with the action tell them to tap in
Foot on the gas and I'm dashin' sit in the trap and I'm cashin
Ran through the back end pick up a ying and I'm splashin