Musica de Allstar Jr 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 Allstar Jr 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: RiskTaker D-Boy]
I never thought that I would make it in this game
Never thought that I would ice out a chain
I really came up from nothing
I really turned nothing into something
I never thought that I would make it in this game
Never thought that I would ice out a chain
I really came up from nothing
I really turned nothing into something
[Verse 1: RiskTaker D-Boy]
Cut on the lights, and watch the roaches scatter
17 for the P's, 23 if you don't know no better
Glock came with a monkey letter
Ain't no extentions, [?] extras if you ohe me something
Felt likе I scored when the packagе touch
Green check, when it drop, we 'bout to add it up
Weed bails, to even fish sales
Eightball, serving whole sales
Nigga, gave my old plug a farewell
Went from not having O's, to fucking hoes in hotels
Making tripple off of dope sales
Know I hit it, [?] dope sell
I gotta ball with my jockies, we so close
Send my condolances to [?] overdosed
[?] edge, he ain't die, but it was close
You would think they hate a nigga, they keep asking me for more
[Chorus: RiskTaker D-Boy]
I never thought that I would make it in this game
Never thought that I would ice out a chain
I really came up from nothing
I really turned nothing into something
I never thought that I would make it in this game
Never thought that I would ice out a chain
I really came up from nothing
I really turned nothing into something
[Verse 2: AllStar JR]
Let me get in my bag, and talk my own shit
I ain't that nigga who signed to no control shit
I be wearing Supreme, like it's [?], bitch
I'm that nigga who horse lames and ho shit
I got some young wild niggas, and a bunch of paper
You [?] pump [?] slipping, we caught the angle
Raise them sticks, look at God, he done caught an angel
Why my neck look like I fuck with jumper cables?
Shit, I gotta hop on tracks, talk the same shit
I keep fucking all y'all hoes, with the same dick
I keep running through this dope, off the same mix
Chuck still laying niggas down, with the same stick
Same clique, slide with them, die with them
[?] catalogue, bought it from him in nine minutes
You ain't never seen what I saw with my eyes, nigga
You ain't never seen a nigga eyes when that fire hit him
[Chorus: RiskTaker D-Boy]
I never thought that I would make it in this game
Never thought that I would ice out a chain
I really came up from nothing
I really turned nothing into something
I never thought that I would make it in this game
Never thought that I would ice out a chain
I really came up from nothing
I really turned nothing into something