Musica de Aldivino 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 Aldivino 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.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su técnica vocal,
[Intro: al.divino]
(Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot, doot-doot-doot-doot)
Shit, right? (Bling!), huh, ayo, ayo
[Verse 1: al.divino & THEHIDDENCHARACTER]
Play with my name get yours headlined (Bing! Bing!)
Word to my dad, off with his head
Shoulda knew the legends settings, got one in the head, he thought you was Blood
How you get blamped for your bread (Huh?)
Stone 'bouta set, might need a sled (Woop!)
Finn done caught a hallow in his leg (Boom!)
Never said I was a legend, let my hood say it for me (Word?)
Got in the door like a wedge (Ah!)
Ain't let up since, hard to keep up
Pay homage, those who came before me (Word)
Scat in a Benz, Smith & Wes', big ass .40, not a old еnglish (Brrt!)
Bloodbath, took a pledge (Brring!)
Not much more gotta bе said (Ayo, word?)
[Verse 2: THEHIDDENCHARACTER]
Hatin' niggas meet they fate (Nigga)
Slam a rake, the .40 clap
Seperatin' devils from your drawn face (Oh)
Bitches love it when we in the place (Ah!), keeps in the safe (Hehehehe)
Bench pressin' work like a hunnid-pound weight (Yo-ah)
Drop a nickel on your head and watch your soul levitate (Brring!)
Fuck nigga, you's a wannabe (Woah)
Masked up like a robbery, your wife beggin' for the sex (Take that) [?]
"I love it when you pipe your dick inside of me" (Woah)
Born to wear and step in the tri-color Wallabees (Yah)
Polo sweats in the GS Lex' (Skrrt!), Cartier specs, huh (Woah)
We ballin' like a full-court press (Sweet)
Swing the MAC and make a mess (Brrt!)
Spun a bitch of mine like a turntable (Spun that bitch)
Whip the work around like it's hot potatos (Woah)
By the dollar I'm stackin' pesos (Hah!) [?]
Shooter lift the top (Brrt!), he bustin' when I say so, case close
Drop the bomb off out the Pave Low (Boom! Boom!)
Crescent moon clip hangin' out the Draco (Brrt!)
Hit the switch, spray your ride up like Meyco (Woah)
Can't fuck with a lame ho (Nah!), can't stop us, ayo
Shell catcher on the choppa (Brrt! Brrt!)
Fifty poppin', slap a vixen nigga, proper (Yo-ah)
Thirty-stick clip bangin' brains out a opp, uh (Shit)
[Instrumental: Outro]