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rops1 – clout كلمات اغاني

[intro]
oi
oi, oi

[chorus]
broke boys wanna beef for the clout
we ain’t beefing with them, that’s dead
if i told bro spin this whip
we won’t hesitate to drop you and your friend
one call, get chopped, get dropped
no warning shots, we spun the whole place up
nah, we don’t beef on the internet
f_ck the indirects, tell ’em pull right up
broke boys wanna beef for the clout
we ain’t beefing with them, that’s dead
if i told bro spin this whip
we won’t hesitate to drop you and your friend
one call, get chopped, get dropped
no warning shots, we spun the whole place up
nah, we don’t beef on the internet
f_ck the indirects, tell ’em pull right up

[verse 1]
they don’t want war, they can still get got
i’m a don in my ends, you ain’t sh_t where ya from
i hear ’em talk like i don’t do grime
’cause i’m stuck in the ends still rippin’ a bong (bong)
they gon’ still get blazed like zeus (zeus)
laced up, i ain’t talkin’ boots (boots)
too many boys wanna stunt for the ‘gram
but won’t do sh_t if we spin this coupe
jumped out gang on ten of your friends
and i guarantee i’ll make all of ’em buckle (buckle)
you weren’t raised in the streets like us
when it comes to the crunch, i bet you they crumble, oi
they wanna beef for the clout (clout)
i’ll punch the t__th out your mouth (mouth)
real talk, try step up, get got
and we’ll see what all the bad talk is about (about)
they some private school kids
and nah, we ain’t f_ckin’ with that
brudda, i was raised as a misfit
stuck in a place where we ain’t got jack
yeah, you was raised with a big house, with a big fam, so please don’t try talk that trap
yeah, i got two tracks into your album when i realised the whole thing is whack (haha)
i ain’t gonna sn_tch me a chain or get me a watch for them to go speak to the jacks
i treat this sh_t like a business, i want stacks, i ain’t tryna make friends off rap
i ain’t gonna sn_tch me a chain or get me a watch for them to go speak to the jacks
i treat this sh_t like a business, i want stacks, i ain’t tryna make friends off rap

[verse 2]
i’m tryna get my bank looking like my instagram
yeah, i’m tryna flex hard (flex)
times were tough, i never had a buck
so it’s only right that i flex hard
still in tns and trackies (oi)
we don’t do no designer brands (facts)
i hear ’em talk like i can’t afford it
but i’m up in foot locker blowin’ grands
we keep it street, brudda
they do this sh_t for the ‘gram, oi
they’re all talk, no action
tell ’em pull up, we’ll see if this jams
they don’t got heart, they don’t got ticka
they don’t got b_lls when it comes to the beef
everywhere i go, i be by myself
and them f_ck boys still can’t score for their team (f_ck boys)
it’s lookin’ ridiculous, like tell ’em illchay
we don’t wanna hear none of that cr_p
f_ck all the shanks and shivs and the gun talk
tell ’em pull up and just have a crack
yeah, i got dramas
but i leave that sh_t to the streets, i don’t put it in rap
they get a big head ’cause we got beef
and start talkin’ cr_p on all of their tracks
i swear this year, the beef, it don’t phase me (phase me)
’cause the money comes in on the daily (daily)
i rock up to a show, f_ck up a set
head home, and that’s when they pay me (pay me)
i swear this year, the beef, it don’t phase me (phase me)
’cause the money comes in on the daily (daily)
i rock up to a show, f_ck up a set
head home, and that’s when they pay me (pay me)

- rops1

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