Ground Beef - Wavy Navy Pooh: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Ground Beef

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Ground Beef adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Quality Control Music (Caroline) tarafından 24 Nisan 2020 tarihinde yayınlandıMurder Is A Major Issue

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümMurder Is A Major Issue

Çıkış Tarihi24 Nisan 2020

FirmaQuality Control Music (Caroline)

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Wavy Navy Pooh

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Shandler Beaubien

Shandler Beaubien

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Cheez Beats

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Welcome to Miami, ****

You already know how we rockin'

Murder is the major issue, you understand me? (What?)

We was taught, "When you go out son, please don't talk to strangers

Look both ways before you cross the street, and stay from danger"

But once you let me off that lease, you know I'm filled with anger

Was quick to fight, knock out your lights, that's way before the bangers (Pop-pop)

We walk from school, clutch on our tools, a .16 in the chamber (Pop-pop)

Too many youngin's in that dungeon, let them out their chambers (Freak out)

I wake up fightin' my sleep, stressin', beggin' for a blessin'

Like Lord, why you took my ****? Man, I learned my lesson

Under my pillow, Smith and Weston, try and snake me, catch it (Pop-pop)

You know my hand stay on my ratchet, I die, I'm my master (Pop-pop-pop)

That mean another **** dyin', it ain't just me lyin'

Trippin' in blood, body all out in the mud, nobody slime but us

Nobody puttin' they drill in the slime for us, I guess I'm slimed, dolo

Wake up, smoke a olo, throw my polo, now I'm slime like Bobo

Aye, y'all put a hunnid sauce in your photo, now you look like a dodo

I got them racks, I still got packs, I still ride in them stolos

You know how we rock, we been your block, you'd better blow your punk (You know?)

We spend all night, knock down your soldiers, go back to your mom

Pop, sisters, aunties, all that (You know?)

Your little bro get the ball back

Won't leave till I see his star crash

Anyone know where your dog at

It ain't no hustlers, it's just musters in my sex

You look too good, but I cut your wool, you might get fucked up in my section

Before, with the aux, yeah, yeah you get bust up in my section (Bitch)

Even holes and all, we strip them out they clothes (Bitch)

And all, we hit at them with they rose and all (Bitch)

Aye, man, I'm too high off this Perc, I swallow those and all

Rollin' stick, and muggin', clutchin', shootin' at all your bros and all

Hittin' on all your bros and all, fuckin' on all your hoes and all

Even though we beefin' 'em, our support on at your shows and all

('Porttin' at your shows and all)

Boy meets world, then where's the panger?

Walkin' down a street just 'cause o' my banger

I'm one, two, three, I'm clappin' the ganger

We one, two, three, that I'm tryna flame some

You know we strapped, you know we gon' bang him

His mind no killer, you know we gon' change some (What, what?)

His mind no killer, you know we gon' change some

Written by: Shandler Beaubien

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