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]
They been waitin' on this, I know that though
Ayo-yo-yo
Yo
[Verse]
I'm off a Addy feelin' smotherd, it ain't Arash, G
It's what the cars need, like a pair of Ferrari car keys
My mind move at mach speed, nymphos not need
Now I make opps bleed, yo (Brrt)
Olly olly oxen free, oxycodone for fiends (Swoop!)
Wasn't tryna get life for long
Shot him in his chin bone, (Blow-blow, blow), my bitch got a charamel skin tone
Diddy bop in the end zone, son (Swoop!)
Ten toes down in any city I visit (You hear me?)
Couple homies who was with me couldn't bare witness to the vision
Had to do it on my own (It's gone)
But my spot got its own, Supreme des Garçons
Rock-solid carbone, smoke up one in the project buildin' staircase (Smoke)
Just for nostalgia still might rob you at gunpoint
Bareface for sparе cake (Blow-blow-blow)
Sip 'gnac 'til I can't stand straight (Swoop)
Blicky Santoro, pistol flip you like a pancake (Brrt!)
Gang-rеlated handshakes, flake Land O'Lake (Ay!)
Tryna steal from me, watch your hand amputate (Ah!)
Spray your buildin', no can of paint (Brrt)
Blow out the candles, extra weight, wait
[Chorus]
Pray for a hundred-thou' in the bank when I wake up (Swoop!)
Nobody I know ever got payed playin' it safe (You hear me?)
By this time next year, son, we 'bout to be way up (Way up)
No matter what, always gon' be more money to make (Ah!)
Pray for a hundred-thou' in the bank when I wake up (Swoop!)
Nobody I know ever got payed playin' it safe (Fuck outta here)
By this time next year, son, we 'bout to be way up (Yeah)
No matter what, always gon' be more money to make (Money!)