Musica de Al Chapo del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Al Chapo tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
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[Intro: Slimesito]
Blatt, blatt
(Chapo)
Aye
[Verse 1: Slimesito]
I shoot for the gang
I'm throwin' up gang
Y'all niggas not gang
I let this shit bang bang
You know I'm shootin' for stains
I'm cockin' pistols back, you know I got aim
Ain't tryna politic, if you not in gang
I'm really blooded, I got Snakes On The Plane
We crossin' niggas out, these niggas get flamed
I'm posted in the 'jects, I'm rockin' my chain
Ratchet bitch with me but she not my main
Ain't tryna politic if you ain't got stains
That nigga tried me so I let the shit rain
Just a popped a nigga 'cause he tried to get some fame (Blatt, blatt!)
All my niggas trained to go, they [?]
I'm smokin' niggas, they get turned to a strain
I feel like Rylo with them bricks on the plane
Man, free my niggas, man, they stuck in them chains
I can't trust a nigga 'cause they move strange
Just a popped a nigga, yeah, I caught him from range (Blatt, blatt!)
[Verse 2: BeezyB]
Pull up and I'm shootin' like Dame
Bullets broke his back, I'm feelin' like Bane
Stick spittin' fire out like Lucaine
Keep the nine on me, bang dang
I ran off on your partner, that was a shame
I'm posted with junkies, they shootin' they veins
100 shots so I'ma make it rain
Everything suwoop, we ain't doin' plane janes
Everything new, I got it out the 'cane
Drugs comin' in and we got our own strain
I'm still servin' acid like a nigga reptile
I'll up that stick and shot him in his bowel
That nigga got smoked, we send him to the clouds
I got a young shooter, he don't do it for clout
We water them bricks 'til them bitches sprout
We weighin' up money to a large amount
[Verse 3: Slimesito]
I'm servin' them bricks and they in the south
Hot boy, I just might shoot up yo house
Two sticks, you finna see what I'm 'bout
I shot his ass up now he havin' clout (Blatt, blatt!)
Two trips, I got a nine and a forty
I trap out the country, now I feel like Nore
You talkin' bout bodies, that's another story
I'm Rich Slime, all my houses built like a core
Been in the projects since I was a shorty
I'm trapped out, yeah, I'm always countin' plata
I'm 50'd up, yeah, I keep it in my casa
These niggas fake plug, these niggas be out [?]
Bad bitch and that hoe trappin' like [?]
Man, free the whole gang, free my nigga Gwaluh