lirik lagu roney – woo
[intro]
these n~ggas hiding
they wasn’t riding
my n~ggas sliding
you ducking sirens
until we find it
[verse 1]
like it wasn’t bad enough that you were hiding
you was lying to n~ggas that you were sliding
you wasn’t ducking the laws and the sirens
but he talking a lot until we find him
[producer tag: steve kroeger]
roney got the touch, i got the midas
hit a n~gga up i get him minused
sicker than corona virus
we just turned that boy into a pilot, fly him
she wanna give me neck inside the c~ckpit
but the trap got a bird like an ostrich
same n~ggas kept him safe, had ’em boxed in
they gon’ buy a suit for his coffin, often
[chorus]
gooners running up, yeah we lost it, awesome
dressed in all black, got some goth sh~t, gothic
youngin did a job, yeah he sauced him, off this
we do boss sh~t, we don’t talk, we don’t talk dem
gaza still dead, send a spell, make him hot then
risen from the dead give him h~ll, no caution
n~ggas is my sons, got their lives in my pocket
k!lling all these rappers in my city gets exhausting, woo!
[verse 2]
and we ain’t parking lot pimping
brodie had a vision, so we put him mission
made him whip a pot, got a mission in this kitchen
he shoot with precision, we don’t need to give permission
d~mn!
that lil’ boy he so persistent
send him on a mission, he gon’ leave a n~gga missing
and we ain’t parking lot pimping
brodie had a vision, so we put him mission
used to think sometimes, like how i got here
from beach chairs in the trap wit’ a mean glare
couple grams in the pocket of my rocawear
now i’m riding out in moncler
i can do no wrong when i rap songs
blow a bomb like i’m saddam
n~ggas funny like a sitcom
in my city, n~ggas peeons
shoot ’em put the beam on
flee the scene we gone
treat him like a futon
fold him if he move wrong
my brown b~tch look like mulan
and she love me when my jewels on
[chorus]
gooners running up, yeah we lost it, awesome
dressed in all black, got some goth sh~t, gothic
youngin did a job, yeah he sauced him, off this
we do boss sh~t, we don’t talk, we don’t talk dem
gaza still dead, send a spell, make him hot then
risen from the dead give him h~ll, no caution
n~ggas is my sons, got their lives in my pocket
k!lling all these rappers in my city gets exhausting, woo!
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