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Grudge
Hip-Hop/Rap
Трек «Grudge» вышел в 3 апреля 2026 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «©℗1STCLASS»)4THECLASS (VOL.1) : RELOADED
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Дата релиза3 апреля 2026 г.
Лейбл©℗1STCLASS
ЯзыкEnglish
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Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM70

Видео

Видео

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
SWAY
SWAY
Бэк-вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Yussuf Salawudeen
Yussuf Salawudeen
Автор песен
Pray4 LLC
Pray4 LLC
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
wontchoke
wontchoke
Продюсер

Слова

Yeah,
Mm mm mm
Mm mm mm
Mm mm mm mm mm (say waaaa)
Mm mm mm
Mm mm mm
Mm mm mm mm mm (say wooooo)
Mm mm mm
Mm mm mm
Mm mm mm mm mm (say whoooo)
I got a gun, I got a gun (doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
I'm fuckin' this bitch, I did it for fun
I got a gold medal, you got bronze, I got the hoes showing out they buns
Sway' in this bitch got funds, **** stay mad, hold your fuckin' grudge
Call this shit a box fight we gon' rush
Got a pot knife, makin' cuts, let it oxidize, let it rust
SWAY hit a two-piece, ush, ush roll up if you see a flag
That's us, who made that money, bitch, us, us
I got a bad bitch, make her blush
That's not my dick shawty, that's my thumb
I'm a big man, raise the ceiling
I'm a hella rap, it's worth living
I'ma do this shit for a killin
Fuck ****, blow up, like he krillen
And it's not hard to start with a drillin
That's what I'm doin', you know I be chillin
I'm Michael Jackson with a thriller
Bitch, you a nobody, you a filler
I make a movie like a triller
I'm from Atlanta, I be with killers
The weed I be playin', smell like some reefer
You gotta C in my class, I'm a teacher
I speak it so loud, I feel like a preacher
Bitch, I'm a different breed, different creature
I-I charge 10 bands for a feature
We got some new moves, new season
I be doin' shit for no reason
I'm for real, bitch, no teasin
I shake my dreadlocks like I'm Teezus
And only one I'm prayin' to is Jesus
I get a girl, wearin' flow, baby, bringin' money
I get the dough, then get some more
These **** can't waste my time, oh yeah
I'm in a rari, swerving a Benz
No I can't wife one bitch get friends
This hoe tryna party, She tryna dance
And this hoe a fine hoe think about a ten
I don't like Ferraris, I always like Hellcats
Cause I wanna speed to the bank
The hoes always calling
Asking where SWAY at
He probably outside gettin' cake
I got a gold medal, you got bronze
I got a hoe showin' all they buns
SWAY and his bitch got funds
**** stay mad, hold your fuckin' grudge
Call this shit a box fight, we gon' rush
Got a pot knife making cuts
Let it oxidize, let it rush
SWAY hit a two-piece, ush, ush
Roll up if you see a flag , that's us
Who made that money, bitch, us, us
I got a bad bitch, make her blush
That's not my dick shawty, that's my thumb
I'm a big man, breaking the ceiling
I make hella racks worth livin
I'ma do this shit for a killin
Fuck ****, blow up, like he krillin
And it's not hard to start with a drillin
That's what I'm doin', you know I be chillin
(s/o wontchoke)
Written by: Pray4 LLC, Yussuf Salawudeen
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