Red Rags Lyrics - Strangeulation - Tech N9ne Collabos

Some gangsta's wanna head blast, cuz I run with the red rags 

Free Uno Ace Capone. 

The homie Keith Fudge, I got your back homie 

LET'S GO! 

Crew, Soo-woo 

Nigga that's what we do 

Who, be you 

If you want funk me too 

I'm bool as a bubumber 

Laces in my shoes making you wonder 

Am I gonna act a fool or bring your crew thunder 

Thinking I pack the tool don't wanna use on her 

I ain't trippin when the old days got my mind glitching 

Like different signs that ain't my kind they got nines whistling 

Like a nigga wanna find this and strip clips till my wines dripping 

But nobody wanna do no crime they just walking about rhyme spitting 

When I'm at the movies, careful how you stepping to me 

Cause I think who's staring at me wanna do me 

Cause I'm flamed up and Soo woo-ey 

Dead crash, my head's bad 

Cause I be thinking some gangstas wanna head blast 

Cause I run with the red rags 

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Crew, Soo-woo 

Nigga that's what we do 

Who, be you 

If you want funk me too 

I'm a motherfucking animal, red devil, Tasmanian 

Bangings' in my cranium, deuce click and five claiming it 

Kansas City thang, from two clips at my range is bandana dangerous 

You's crip when I'm saying it? 

It's Soo-Woo business, then yous through nigga 

Blood? I don't give a fuck if I knew you nigga 

That's that 85 mentality, victim of your reality 

Catching, pumping that 7-11 in your fatalities 

It's another nigga's wake up, smoke water and drank up 

Heavenly, blocks flames from 20s to the seventies 

It's ballers tucking fed cash, to get you dead fast 

Gangstas to the head blast cause I run with the red flags. 

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Crew, Soo-woo 

Nigga that's what we do 

Who, be you 

If you want funk me too 

Uh, I'm just bicken back and being bool 

You don't this feeling, look you fucking with the realest 

No, gloves no, mask look you know we bout to kill it 

Disrespect us will get your mami pinned to the cieling 

This is still holding hemi's even when I'm in my jammies 

Niggas wanna catch me slipping leave me sleeping like a mami 

Plus they still sendin this, haters wanna pack me out 

Bunch of internet bustas always wanna run they mouth 

I ain't trippin still, thuggin for blood and getting guap 

And you know I keep a oo-op let it sing just like a doo-wop 

And it's always tough guys, they don't never wanna co-op 

Crew, Soo-woo 

Nigga that's what we do 

Who, be you 

If you want funk me too 

Signed up, suited and booted, old nigga, ready for war 

LAyin back, stacking cake, but it don't take much to activate 

Snatch it back and act innate, raining down the hand of god 

Chopper get to sanging nigga smoking like it's El DeBarge 

Forgive me Lord I'm trynna keep it cool 

But I'm a old nigga with a quick fuse, quick to smell the bitch in dudes 

Hard to walk in Scooby's shoes, do the shit that Scooby do 

Fi' Block, a general, I done paid my fucking dues 

Nigga this the life I chose, fuck that, life I choose 

Still living gang rules check the laces in these shoes 

Gangsta nigga through and through, tried tested been approved 

On blood, one love, nigga what, soo-woo 

Crew, Soo-woo 

Nigga that's what we do 

Who, be you 

If you want funk me too 

Crew, Soo-woo 

Nigga that's what we do 

Who, be you 

If you want funk me too