HIStory Lyrics

Raise ya sons nigga

Yea

See lil Rudy sellin dougie by the cutey coppion gucci

He started off on coogi

Now the bitches bad and bougie

He never had a dad this shit is sad it's like a movie

He never had a job so it a obvi what he doin

They call him dynamite bc the business he in boomin

But the picture pixelated far away you can't zoom in

So you birth opinions

Sold yo child a lethal dose which was they decision

Prayed to god them people go

And throw they worst edition

Of a nigga doin wrong we get that nigga missin

They say murder was the case

Like it ain't take the victim

So many steps before they death

That shit sound self inflicted

My nigga helped build it

The argument of opulence

Rivaled those wit doctorates

Played him like a gump

Life is for this box of chocolates

A doctor caught the same case

His fate was way the opposite

His shit was settled civil

Lil Rudy in the box to sit

Now he reminiscing bout his dealin

Always coppin shit

Big fish small pond let him go and caught again

And the cycle continues

Lil Rudy just a fish on the menu