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RISK IT
740
Hip-Hop/Rap
RISK IT è stato pubblicato il 17 novembre 2024 da APLCO come parte dell'album RISK IT - Single
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Data di uscita17 novembre 2024
EtichettaAPLCO
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM97

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RemDeuce
RemDeuce
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Remone Williams
Remone Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Remone Williams
Remone Williams
Producer

Testi

*Chrous*
Would you risk it for a crum? Course I would
**** don't be dumb, you better buss your gun
Ima buss mine, cause my big bro died
Seven to the cats they give me nine lives
But I got eight left ****, cause I eight dead
And when I nearly died Jacob didn't leave my bed
But now my bro died, and it don't make sense
Are you down to slide cause I'm try'na take heads
*Verse 1*
**** fuck feds, better make cheds
If you really in the streets, better stay strapped
And I love my Uncle P but his sons a rat
He shouldn't have done what we done but he did that
So you know how it goes he's getting hit back
Man I'm trapping all the time, selling tic tacs
Man I'm playing with guns, fuck a 6 pack
And you know it's redrums you better sit back
*Chrous*
Would you risk it for a crum? Course I would
**** don't be dumb, you better buss your gun
Ima buss mine, cause my big bro died
Seven to the cats they give me nine lives
But I got eight left ****, cause I eight dead
And when I nearly died Jacob didn't leave my bed
But now my bro died, and it don't make sense
Are you down to slide cause I'm try'na take heads
*Verse 2*
I might be the black sheep but I'm the golden child
Said he wants to beef me I made him run a mile
Where I'm from it's some Iraqi shit, if we bring em out
Man I'm sick of black pricks that always run their mouth
Everyday a **** stacking I'm tryna make it out
Less talk more action, you better lick a house
**** can't come about when the mobsters out
South side nineties, I'm from the dirty south
*Chrous*
Would you risk it for a crum? Course I would
**** don't be dumb, you better buss your gun
Ima buss mine, cause my big bro died
Seven to the cats they give me nine lives
But I got eight left ****, cause I eight dead
And when I nearly died Jacob didn't leave my bed
But now my bro died, and it don't make sense
Are you down to slide cause I'm try'na take heads
Written by: Remone Williams
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