Musica de Allday Producer 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 Allday Producer 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
[Intro]
Allday
Uh
Uh, uh
Allday
Uh
(Y'all hear this shit?)
(Yeah, yeah)
(That's the devil)
[Verse 1]
I rock out by myself
I hear it's in the air and I don't need nobody else
Hunnid shots on the shelf
When it's time to go slide, niggas bound to get left (Get left)
Wrap him up like a elf
It's funny how your lil' homie died, he was all by himself
Talking tough then a bitch all online, you was right by his side, but he died where you left
Aye, aye
I put it on the guys if I find you, it's up and it's stuck (Stuck)
Nigga, don't act surprised, hit you between the eyes, if I miss one of thеse, it was luck (Luck)
Like he Frеnch, he got fried when I upped
From the hip, I be slangin' too much (I be slangin' too much)
Mama told me, "Chill out, you be bangin' too much"
In my eyes, it ain't dangerous enough
Aye, aye
[Bridge]
(Uh, uh)
(Ayo)
(Uh, uh)
(I think y'all know what it is)
(Uh, uh)
(On fonem grave)
(Uh, aye, aye)
(Uh)
(Uh, uh)
(Why you doing this?)
(Uh, uh)
(I been recording this whole time)
(Uh, uh)
(What was you finna say?)
[Verse 2]
Uh, spin a nigga block like a tornado
I'm whippin' that white like mayo
I never leave the house without the Drako
And shorty blow the .40 when I say so
Getting money by the payload
And niggas know to never play with my pesos
Or I'ma leave your face swole, aye, aye
I hop inside the Bentley Muslsanne and I'm gone (Uh, uh)
Niggas tweakin' through the phone, ooh
I'm like, "Pussy nigga gone", ooh
If he want it, he can get it for the low, we got free smoke
Take a nigga shit, Debo
I keep a tool, Home Depot, aye, aye
[Outro]
(That's the devil)