Rowdy Rebel - Woo Nina lyrics
Chad Marshall [East Flatbush, Brooklyn. USA.] - GS9 -
[Rowdy Rebel - Woo Nina lyrics]
Grr, baow
Grrtt, grrtt, grrt, grrtt, baow (Huh)
Ayo, Shmoney plus Shmurda equal GS9, nigga
Don't get lined, nigga (Luca on the track)
Baow, baow, baow, woo
(Trap House Mob)
I got real niggas that's with me
That's on go
Thought y'all knew that (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Y'all spun through my block
But y'all missed, why y'all do that?
(Slide)
GS9 my gang, Rowdy my name, nigga never
"Who that?"
If I tell top Shmoney and
Fame, he only that way
Spin that coupe back
(Ayo, spin bro)
When I brrr, nigga, brr back (Brrr)
When I shoot, they don't shoot back (Boom)
When I, "Woo Nina" (Woo) , nigga, Woo back
That Draco got fifty in that drum, nigga
Move back
(Boy)
Every time I pop out with my gang, I'm like
"Who strapped?"
If that car pass this block
One more time, I'm like
"Boom that"
I told D Wade, "Take a
Flight when it got hot"
Then a nigga flew back
Every top opp, it's a price tag on your head
(Ha)
I'll never cross my niggas for no brеad (Ha)
I'll never cross my niggas for no feds
(Not at all)
Don't disrеspect my character
Don't get me fed
(Grrtt, grrtt, baow)
Do you see any fuckin' purple in my head?
(Are you dumb?)
I feel like Urkel when I'm
Geekin' off these meds
(That's what they said)
They say Black lives matter (They do)
Let me catch my opp lackin'
See if that shit matters (It won't)
What if he catch me lackin' first?
And up that bitch real faster (Better blow)
What if he shoot but he miss
And don't walk down after?
(I'm on go)
That's a different chapter (I'm on go)
Man, that's another story (Baow)
What if I tell y'all mathé shoot
Like he Robert Horry
(Grr-grr, baow)
In crunch time while he clutch
He goin' dump a .40
(If he gon' go for forty)
But if he missed, that's a L7
He know that's mandatory
That's still a different story
Bitch, we back on gang time
(It's gon' be dark)
Shout out Bobby for the gang
He did that damn time
(He didn't say a word)
So if he tell me, "Up that bitch"
It ain't gon' take time
(Put your bitch on a curb)
We got different watches on but we
All on the same time
(We in good time)
And we still duck the feds when
We clutch the stick lines
(Not at all)
Grrtt, grrtt, grrt, grrtt, baow (Huh)
Ayo, Shmoney plus Shmurda equal GS9, nigga
Don't get lined, nigga (Luca on the track)
Baow, baow, baow, woo
(Trap House Mob)
I got real niggas that's with me
That's on go
Thought y'all knew that (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Y'all spun through my block
But y'all missed, why y'all do that?
(Slide)
GS9 my gang, Rowdy my name, nigga never
"Who that?"
If I tell top Shmoney and
Fame, he only that way
Spin that coupe back
(Ayo, spin bro)
When I brrr, nigga, brr back (Brrr)
When I shoot, they don't shoot back (Boom)
When I, "Woo Nina" (Woo) , nigga, Woo back
That Draco got fifty in that drum, nigga
Move back
(Boy)
Every time I pop out with my gang, I'm like
"Who strapped?"
If that car pass this block
One more time, I'm like
"Boom that"
I told D Wade, "Take a
Flight when it got hot"
Then a nigga flew back
Every top opp, it's a price tag on your head
(Ha)
I'll never cross my niggas for no brеad (Ha)
I'll never cross my niggas for no feds
(Not at all)
Don't disrеspect my character
Don't get me fed
(Grrtt, grrtt, baow)
Do you see any fuckin' purple in my head?
(Are you dumb?)
I feel like Urkel when I'm
Geekin' off these meds
(That's what they said)
They say Black lives matter (They do)
Let me catch my opp lackin'
See if that shit matters (It won't)
What if he catch me lackin' first?
And up that bitch real faster (Better blow)
What if he shoot but he miss
And don't walk down after?
(I'm on go)
That's a different chapter (I'm on go)
Man, that's another story (Baow)
What if I tell y'all mathé shoot
Like he Robert Horry
(Grr-grr, baow)
In crunch time while he clutch
He goin' dump a .40
(If he gon' go for forty)
But if he missed, that's a L7
He know that's mandatory
That's still a different story
Bitch, we back on gang time
(It's gon' be dark)
Shout out Bobby for the gang
He did that damn time
(He didn't say a word)
So if he tell me, "Up that bitch"
It ain't gon' take time
(Put your bitch on a curb)
We got different watches on but we
All on the same time
(We in good time)
And we still duck the feds when
We clutch the stick lines
(Not at all)