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obn dev - rookie swiper كلمات أغنية

[hook]
you will never see the bread that i make, and you a rookie (you a rookie)
yo’ mans in the party, with a shirt that say cookies (lame)
let a n_gga start mean muggin’ i’m gon’ cook him (cook him)
these n_gga got to tellin’ on my brother, so they booked him (rat)
free my n_gga from the six, i know my brotha comin’ home (he comin’ home)
you really think that n_gga tough?
we had that n_gga runnin’ home
i had to slow down with the puncher, they almost caught me with them phones
take a look inside my pocket, yo’ gon’ see a bunch of clones

[verse 1]
n_gga’s 20 years old and still askin’, who can match?
i already spent your money, please stop askin’ for it back
i bought so many clothes, they know my real name when i’m in stacks
you can’t see the numbers that i’m makin’, ’cause yo’ music trash
you ain’t you shootin’, you ain’t swipin’, or k!llin’ that sh_t a lie
ain’t no n_gga ever tried to rob me make it out alive
everything i do illegal, all rats near me gotta die
this n_gga curling up his toes, sharing shoes tryna look fly

[hook]
you will never see the bread that i make, and you a rookie (you broke)
yo’ mans in the party, with a shirt that say cookies (lame)
let a n_gga start mean muggin’ i’m gon’ cook him
these n_gga got to tellin’ on my brother, so they booked him (they booked him)
free my n_gga from the six, i know my brotha comin’ home
you really think that n_gga tough?
we had that n_gga runnin’ home (he runnin’)
i had to slow down with the puncher, they almost caught me with them phones (them phones)
take a look inside my pocket, yo’ gon’ see a bunch of clones

[verse 2]
these n_gga’s claim they hit the road, but don’t come back with pros
i’m startin’ think these n_gga’s drivin’ outta town to go see hoes (lame)
i know why teejay hate me, ’cause i took his flow
don’t know about teejay, but when i rap i really live it though
findin’ all my n_gga’s on the news
not for dyin’, but for k!llin’
i’m a menace in my city, they look at me like a villain (a villain)
got me stamped in my city, ’cause they know that i’m the realest (the realest)
i’ve been swipin’ for so long, that i don’t get a nervous feelin’ (nah)

[hook]
you will never see the bread that i make, and you a rookie (you a rookie)
yo’ mans in the party, with a shirt that say cookies (lame)
let a n_gga start mean muggin’ i’m gon’ cook him (cook him)
these n_gga got to tellin’ on my brother, so they booked him (they booked him)
free my n_gga from the six, i know my brotha comin’ home (he comin’ home)
you really think that n_gga tough?
we had that n_gga runnin’ home (he gone)
i had to slow down with the puncher, they almost caught me with them phones (them phones)
take a look inside my pocket, yo’ gon’ see a bunch of clones

- obn dev

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