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Rookies (feat.Wicked) Video (MV)




Performed By: CHAZZ
Length: 2:58
Written by: Jose Chazaro




CHAZZ - Rookies (feat.Wicked) Lyrics
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Going too hard like I'm Rambo
Swerving the lanes in a lambo
White boy so please call me blanco
Im from the fuking commando
Can't get a piece of the pie
And All the things that I buy
Nah for real bro I don't lie
You Can't even ask me why
This my first year I'm as a rookie
Cooking it up like a cookie
Pull up the sticks call of duty
Slapping your hoe in the booty whait what?
Keep going up and up!
Pouring some lean in my cup
I'm with my gang what's up?
You niggas can't stand up
Im finna blow up
Nigga just hold up
Look at me now
They just keep asking like how
Im in the crowd
Me and wicked uh wow
Now these bitches on me
Cause I'm killing this beat yeah
And I'm dropping all this heat
Gucci and Jordan's on my feet
You know that I'm always hyped
Doing music that's my life
Flying so high in the sky
Nigga you finna die!
Dark dark in the night
Im finna go catch a flight
All of my diamonds are bright
Rokin supreme and off white
Watch out my walk
Gettin this money don't f*ck with clock
Harder than ever I feel like a rock
Training by day no need any luck
Yeah ouu you ain't got no clue
Cleaning the blood on my shoes
Producing hits sticky like glue
You ain't on my level I don't f*ck with you
I dont f*ck with you ain't f*ck with you
Your music is trash and is smelling like poop
Ewww you cannot f*ck with my crew
Whooo!?
All of my hundreds are blue
Ouuu
Buu mike
All the bitches look alike
I'll be on a fukin coupe
And your broke ass right in a bike
I ain't got no plug
Keeping it real don't f*cking with drugs
You got a big deal we don't give a f*ck
Don't care how u feel f*ck you little thug
Look at my flame
Now all of these looking for some fame
Imma be rokin some new Phillip plein
Bitch It's wakanda welcome to the game
Now we on the rap game
Ouu these bitches insane
All these hoes are the same
Too many hits I can name
Just wanna flex
Gettin these checks
I'm with your ex
She wanna some sex
And we're up next
Butterfly effect
Get some respect
And do it correct
Choppa on the roof
You about to loose
Cause I got the fukin juice
Juice juice juice yeah!
Water on me it's fiji
Make the money fast it's easy
Eat it up eat it up kiwi
Clap that ass just like iggy
Look at me now
They just keep asking like how
Im in the crowd
Me and wicked uh wow
Now these bitches on me
Cause I'm killing this beat yeah
And I'm dropping all this heat
Gucci and Jordan's on my feet
You know that I'm always hyped
Doing music that's my life
Flying so high in the sky
Nigga you finna die
Dark dark in the night
Im finna go catch a flight
All of my diamonds are bright
Rokin supreme and off white
Yeah no strikes
Living life
No asking for likes
Gettin this flex
Gettin all lit
Gettin all hyped
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Going too hard like I'm Rambo
Swerving the lanes in a lambo
White boy so please call me blanco
Im from the fuking commando
Can't get a piece of the pie
And All the things that I buy
Nah for real bro I don't lie
You Can't even ask me why
This my first year I'm as a rookie
Cooking it up like a cookie
Pull up the sticks call of duty
Slapping your hoe in the booty whait what?
Keep going up and up!
Pouring some lean in my cup
I'm with my gang what's up?
You niggas can't stand up
Im finna blow up
Nigga just hold up
Look at me now
They just keep asking like how
Im in the crowd
Me and wicked uh wow
Now these bitches on me
Cause I'm killing this beat yeah
And I'm dropping all this heat
Gucci and Jordan's on my feet
You know that I'm always hyped
Doing music that's my life
Flying so high in the sky
Nigga you finna die!
Dark dark in the night
Im finna go catch a flight
All of my diamonds are bright
Rokin supreme and off white
Watch out my walk
Gettin this money don't f*ck with clock
Harder than ever I feel like a rock
Training by day no need any luck
Yeah ouu you ain't got no clue
Cleaning the blood on my shoes
Producing hits sticky like glue
You ain't on my level I don't f*ck with you
I dont f*ck with you ain't f*ck with you
Your music is trash and is smelling like poop
Ewww you cannot f*ck with my crew
Whooo!?
All of my hundreds are blue
Ouuu
Buu mike
All the bitches look alike
I'll be on a fukin coupe
And your broke ass right in a bike
I ain't got no plug
Keeping it real don't f*cking with drugs
You got a big deal we don't give a f*ck
Don't care how u feel f*ck you little thug
Look at my flame
Now all of these looking for some fame
Imma be rokin some new Phillip plein
Bitch It's wakanda welcome to the game
Now we on the rap game
Ouu these bitches insane
All these hoes are the same
Too many hits I can name
Just wanna flex
Gettin these checks
I'm with your ex
She wanna some sex
And we're up next
Butterfly effect
Get some respect
And do it correct
Choppa on the roof
You about to loose
Cause I got the fukin juice
Juice juice juice yeah!
Water on me it's fiji
Make the money fast it's easy
Eat it up eat it up kiwi
Clap that ass just like iggy
Look at me now
They just keep asking like how
Im in the crowd
Me and wicked uh wow
Now these bitches on me
Cause I'm killing this beat yeah
And I'm dropping all this heat
Gucci and Jordan's on my feet
You know that I'm always hyped
Doing music that's my life
Flying so high in the sky
Nigga you finna die
Dark dark in the night
Im finna go catch a flight
All of my diamonds are bright
Rokin supreme and off white
Yeah no strikes
Living life
No asking for likes
Gettin this flex
Gettin all lit
Gettin all hyped
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Writer: Jose Chazaro
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