Musica de Alex Gamble 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 Alex Gamble 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
[Chorus]
Pull up, can't see me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hoes wanna come through and get nasty
X and sex, fantastic (Yuh)
CLS, I crashed it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Never gave a fuck about a bad bitch (Never gave a fuck)
Lil' nigga sneak dissin', you get tapped, bih' (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
I got a habit, yu-yuh
Mo-money habits, yuh (Bee)
Gotta have it, yuh (Bee)
Where the fuck twin at? Like, where my slime?
Th-they like, "Osama went up, big time"
Crushed them leaves today
Think I did that shit like six times
Glocks and lil' AKs, that's just how I'm ridin' when I'm ridin' (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
[Verse]
Bih' keep talkin', that's how niggas dyin' (Bih' keep talkin')
I was sleep-walkin' wit' the fuckin' nine (Shh)
Bad bitch, I'm ballin', you can't take my dime
Say I'm not up, bitch, you lied (Yuh)
Hit up 2nd STREET for the sixth damn time (Bee)
Twin noddin' off 'cause of, red (Fuck)
Boolin' up with three hoes in my damn bed (Three hoes)
I cannot get these bands up out my damn head (Bee, bee)
You die for the flex, then you goin' fed (Brreh, brreh)
You get laid to rest, you get put to bed (Bee)
Bae pull up for sex, say I do it best (Sex)
You wear that lil' vest, well bitch, I aim at necks
Three hundred for the check and now my pockets fat (Fat)
Go up, bih' (Bih')
We ain't done yet (Bih', done)
Pour up, bih' (Pour up)
Just fucked up my lungs, yeah (My lungs)
I'm the one, yeah (The one)
Lil O done, yeah (Lil O)
[Chorus]
Pull up, can't see me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hoes wanna come through and get nasty
X and sex, fantastic (Yuh)
CLS, I crashed it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Never gave a fuck about a bad bitch (Never gave a fuck)
Lil' nigga sneak dissin', you get tapped, bih' (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
I got a habit, yu-yuh
Mo-money habits, yuh (Bee)
Gotta have it, yuh (Bee)
Where the fuck twin at? Like, where my slime?
Th-they like, "Osama went up, big time"
Crushed them leaves today
Think I did that shit like six times
Glocks and lil' AKs, that's just how I'm ridin' when I'm ridin' (Buh, buh, buh, buh)