Текст песни Word to the Rookie - Xavier Wulf
I
told
you
niggas
bout
trying
to
stand
the
cold
He
went
too
far
now
he
can't
find
his
way
home
Caraco
cold
stones
all
over
my
coat
Switch
it
back,
Snow
Storm
Style
to
your
throat
nigga
They
say
woe
don't
swing,
I
said
I
won't
but
let
'em
know
If
I
gotta
do
it
I'ma
glue
him
to
the
floor
Lazy
boy,
plain
Jane
niggas
hit
the
door
I
can't
let
you
shaky
flakey
niggas
sneak
aboard
I
ain't
got
my
sandals
and
my
shorts
but
I'm
they
father
Why
they
hating
on
me
Better
stop
before
we
start
something
Racing
flag
blowing
in
the
wind
they
said
encore
She
said
can
we
chill
I
said
I'm
cold
enough
without
ya',
thank
ya'
I
don't
let
these
hoes
tear
my
house
up
Leave
them
damn
shoes
at
the
door
Don't
make
me
Uncle
Phil
you
out
cuh
I
don't
give
no
fuck
bout
what
your
spouse
does
Bring
it
back
to
me
I'll
show
ya'
real
quick
how
we
don't
equal
up
I'm
young
and
doing
good
like
fam
was
hoping
for
And
I
ain't
gon'
let
you
take
it
Make
me
take
your
ass
and
break
it
boy
Your
bitch
jumped
on
my
ship
look
how
she
scream
Ahoy
Now
watch
how
we
enjoy
I'm
smoking
blunts
while
I
beat
your
boy
I
told
you
niggas
bout
trying
to
stand
the
cold
He
went
too
far
now
he
can't
find
his
way
home
Caraco
cold
stones
all
over
my
coat
Switch
it
back,
Snow
Storm
Style
to
your
throat
nigga
They
say
woe
don't
swing,
I
said
I
won't
but
let
'em
know
If
I
gotta
do
it
I'ma
glue
him
to
the
floor
Lazy
boy,
plain
Jane
niggas
hit
the
door
I
can't
let
you
shaky
flakey
niggas
sneak
aboard
1 Uncle Wulf Ruckus
2 Cage Boy
3 Wulf Rage
4 Dead Dragon
5 Call Missed
6 Polish and Shine
7 Word to the Rookie
8 Earn Yo Keep
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