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TwentyFiveEight

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Hip-Hop/Rap

TwentyFiveEight was released on May 29, 2026 by Mackk & Company / EMPIRE as a part of the album Norfside Story

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OVERVIEW

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Rucci

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Juan Carlos Martinez Jr.

Juan Carlos Martinez Jr.

Composer

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SOFIJI

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MIXED BY CROOK

Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Lil' Rucci

(Fiji, drip on this bitch)

Tch, hahahahaha

You know, this shit twenty— twenty-five-eight

Every day, we year 'round with this shit, this shit don't stop, ****, lil' Rucci

Yeah (Go, go)

[Verse 1]

Hold up, they done woke up the dog (Uh)

If you need somethin' done, I'm the one you need to call (What?)

You ain't been where I been, you ain't seen what I saw (Oh)

Just bought a new chop, it's 'bout five feet tall (Go)

My name lil' Rucci, I'm a cold individual (What else?)

Baby, I'm a thug, I was raised by some criminals (What else?)

Fucked the homie bitch, man, that shit wasn't intentional (Hahahaha)

Comin' straight for your neck, we don't do the subliminals (What?)

Pop champagne (Pop), pop tags, pop hot shit (Okay)

Pop a lot of pills, look at me wrong and I pop shit (Okay)

Turn Rucci on, I ain't tryna hear the opps, bitch (What?)

Fire on a **** for no reason like a moshpit (Boom, baow)

Trooped up, whooped up, ****, check me out (Ayy, su)

My OG still trippin', he be extra'ed out (Ayy, su)

I'm fresh out the dog pound, they done let me out (Ayy, go)

One of a kind, I'm just a **** you can't forget about (Ayy)

[Chorus]

Walk up in this bitch, everybody gon' respect me (Respect me)

Big dog, can't no motherfucker check me (Go, go)

Throwin' up the set while a bad bitch neck me (Ayy)

And if they disrespect me, how the fuck you expect me (What you say?)

To just let 'em get away with this shit? (Okay)

I'm twenty-five-eight, every day with this shit (Every day with this shit)

I'm really 'bout that, I don't play with this shit (Uh)

Catch me beatin' down your block, Dr. Dre in this bitch (Go, go, go)

[Verse 2]

For my birthday, I want an AK with some clips (What else?)

I'm ridin' 'round the bity, AK in my whip (Baow)

Four hundred, West Beach, you know I dip when I sip (What?)

Keep a bad white bitch 'cause she stay with some chips (Go, go)

It's big guns, big drugs, bitch, I'm 'bout paper ('Bout paper)

Fresh when the feds watchin', know they tryna shake us (Tryna shake us)

Be a team, be a team 'til they take us (Oh)

I ain't from Africa, I'm from Westside Neighbors (I'm from Westside Neighbors)

[Chorus]

Walk up in this bitch, everybody gon' respect me

Big dog, can't no motherfucker check me

Throwin' up the set while a bad bitch neck me

And if they disrespect me, how the fuck you expect me

To just let 'em get away with this shit? (Yeah)

I'm twenty-five-eight, every day with this shit (Oh)

I'm really 'bout that, I don't play with this shit

Catch me beatin' down your block, Dr. Dre in this bitch

Written by: Juan Carlos Martinez Jr.

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