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letra de winner - bouncer

[chorus]
see, i can’t lose, see, i’m a winner, baby (winner, baby)
but lately, i’ve been feelin’ crazy (feelin’ crazy)
see police move like i’m a villain, baby (n-gga made me)
see, i’m just tryin’ to whip these pastries (bread and bacon)
see, i heard n-ggas out here wanna take me (why they hate me?)
i’m never hidin’, i’m just movin’ safely (movin’ safely)
that number nine will leave a n-gga sp-cey (leave him sp-cey)
i never die, see, i’m a winner, baby

[verse 1: chip]
yeah, i’m that b-tch, you said the hustle crazy
i said, “you trappin’ food or trappin’ babies”
you wanna cop ’cause i’m a winner, baby
but keep your p-ssy, gyals just stress me lately (hmm)
i catch a goat hangin’ outside and tell him, “safe, b” (we dem)
i have to cut some n-ggas off, it helped me save p (haha)
i told my brudder, “we steppin’, don’t bring your toolie out” (leave it at home)
but he thinkin’ ’bout our health and safety (no likin’)
man, you think i give a f-ck is anybody thinks i’m down? (uh)
every day, another stabbin’ got me stayin’ in my house (uh)
gettin’ older, more mature, so n-ggas don’t see me about
but i know kids without a gran who got a wap on slappin’ out (brrr)
man, these london streets are crazy (crazy)
wouldn’t change a thing, these london streets what made me (made me)
been juggin’ tryna get the mansion gated (big up)
no slippin’ in the hood, you f-ckin’ crazy (chippy)

[verse 2]
see my music’ll live forever if they k!ll me
these n-ggas’ll probably never know the real me
9mm ruger in case they belittle me
can’t go for nothin’, i can’t let these n-ggas riddle me
i’m movin’ smarter than ever, i’m overseas
i ain’t hidin’, i’m just dodgin’ the weather
it’s gettin’ cold in my city so we armed with berettas
’bout 30 rounds in that glizzy, he be sparkin’ forever
that’s my doggy forever, right or wrong or what’s clever
see in my city, ain’t no love for us
they get me or my homie, just throw a slug for us
they get me on my lonely, just make ’em run, forrest
please, just stand over him ’til he done for us (yeah)
(in my city) in my city, ain’t no love for us (love for us)
they get me or my homie, just throw a slug for us (slug for us)
they get me on my lonely, just make ’em run, forrest
please, just stand over him ’til he done for us (yeah)

- bouncer

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