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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Rowdy Rebel
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Chad Marshall
Songwriter:in
Christopher Pearson
Songwriter:in
Kevin Da Silva
Songwriter:in
Vincent Mallon
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jetz
Produzent:in
RicoRunDat
Produzent:in
TurnMeUpYC
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Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Demitrius Lewis II
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Lyrics
Don't just hear when I talk, understand me (huh?)
I don't do this rap shit for no Grammys (not at all)
Do this shit for the bros and the family (for the dogs)
'Member we used to trap outta granny
Late night with the pipe, look up at the light
When it hit green, it's on sight (skrrt)
Shooters with me to the right (grrt)
He'll take your life (bah)
Boy, better step with your pipe
All my problems got flooded with ice (it's litty)
All my jackets got patches of stripes (no kizzy)
Any problems I got, nigga, name 'em (nigga, name 'em)
And that shit gon' get handled tonight (I get busy)
In the streets took a risk, rolled the dice (rolled a six)
Man, we had a sacrifice (on a set)
Did six years, came home
And somehow we livin' the better life
Don't get hit in your head,
You ain't steppin' right
My lil' nigga with me keep the weapon tight
Rolled up on him on a pedal bike
And let it- 'fore he say, "Good night" (grrt)
And don't tell nobody, we ain't nothin' nice
Put the bag on him, nigga, say the price (uh)
Reach for it, he gon' squeeze on 'em
My lil' nigga with me, ain't nothin' nice (huh?)
I feel no pressure (pressure)
I won't talk, I won't do nothin' extra (extra)
This a big body Benz, not a Tesla (no Tesla)
Play that new Rowdy Rebel, Alexa (Alexa)
Play that new Luciano, he next up (he next up)
Man, I feel like Movado, I'm blessed up (I'm blessed up)
All this money, I keep on investin' (investin')
I'ma need me a private investor (nigga, check up)
Don't just hear when I talk, understand me (huh?)
I don't do this rap shit for no Grammys (not at all)
Do this shit for the bros and the family (for the dogs)
'Member we used to trap outta granny
Late night with the pipe, look up at the light (turn me up YC)
When it hit green, it's on sight (skrrt)
Shooters with me to the right (grrt)
He'll take your life (bah)
Boy, better step with your pipe (boom, boom, boom, boom)
Huh, man, watch when you move, be cautious (be cautious)
When you in a room full of bosses (with bosses)
Man, watch where you step when you walkin' (when you walkin')
What you think? We all highly important (huh?)
And no, we ain't takin' no losses (no ls)
I got shooters that's really to off 'em (baow)
Put the bag on your head like a auction
They gon' run that bitch dirty, they barkin'
Park this big body Benz up on Clarkson (skrrt)
I'm all fire, bitch, I'm hot like a arson
All my niggas, they step and they marchin'
F&N with blue tips in the cartridge
Got two twins and my Benz on the market
Make that bitch clean the mess on my carpet
She the best when she spread it and arch it
Off the addy, take off like a rocket
Don't just hear when I talk, understand me (huh?)
I don't do this rap shit for no Grammys (not at all)
Do this shit for the bros and the family (for the dogs)
'Member we used to trap outta granny
Late night with the pipe, look up at the light
When it hit green, it's on sight (skrrt)
Shooters with me to the right (grrt)
He'll take your life (bah)
Boy, better step with your pipe (boom, boom, boom, boom)
Writer(s): Christopher Pearson, Chad Marshall, Vincent Mallon, Kevin Frederico Da Silva
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