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HOODRAT
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Трек «HOODRAT» вышел в 20 ноября 2024 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «RCA Records Label»)Angel Eyes
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АльбомAngel Eyes
Дата релиза20 ноября 2024 г.
ЛейблRCA Records Label
ЯзыкEnglish
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Видео

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Kenny Mason
Kenny Mason
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Edwin Green
Edwin Green
Автор песен
FearDorian
FearDorian
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
FearDorian
FearDorian
Продюсер
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Мастеринг-инженер
James Kang
James Kang
Миксинг-инженер, Инженер звукозаписи

Слова

[Chorus]
I know a few rugrats, ridin' 'round with that Tommy gun
I been 'round them hoodrats, I know I'm my mama's son
Straighten up when that money come
It spread like Omicron
My **** in chain gang watchin' anime, he a comic-con
You was out of play for speakin' on beef, you must have wanted some
I was out of space to find your speaker because I wanted some
These young **** wild, I understand, sometimes I run with some
We been livin' fast, thinkin' fast, ever day was Ramadan
[PostChorus]
I was geeked on Peter street
I don't think I need to sleep
I don't trust a fuckin' soul, I take that heat to sleep
I was geeked on Peter street
I don't think I need to sleep
I don't trust a fuckin' soul, I take that heat to sleep
Woah
[Verse 1]
Huh, huh, huh
Grandad had a heart attack, I don't got no heart attached
Whenever the aliens find my art, it'll be a artifact
Whenever my cousin find my Glock, it'll be a mod attached
I be tryna front when you around, actin' like I'm not attached
By the time I finish this song, my account gon' get a hundred racks
I was dreamin' 'bout this in seventh grade, they was tellin' me not to rap
Huh, huh, huh, huh
These **** need to mind they business
These **** need to find they bitches
I don't gotta reload my clip
These **** know mine extended
She tell me she proud to lick me
We puttin' on Prada, Fendi
When she put on her bra, it's Fenty
My **** be robbin', Fenty
[Chorus]
I know a few rugrats, ridin' 'round with that Tommy gun
I been 'round them hoodrats, I know I'm my mama's son
Straighten up when that money come
It spread like Omicron
My **** in chain gang watchin' anime, he a comic-con
You was out of play for speakin' on beef, you must have wanted some
I was out of space to find your speaker because I wanted some
These young **** wild, I understand, sometimes I run with some
[PostChorus]
I was geeked on Peter street
I don't think I need to sleep
I don't trust a fuckin' soul, I take that heat to sleep
I was geeked on Peter street
I don't think I need to sleep
I don't trust a fuckin' soul, I take that heat to sleep
Woah
Written by: Edwin Green, FearDorian
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