Musica de Allblack del Genero: Rap Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Rap son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Allblack 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 Rap, 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: Blue Pesos]
(What are you gonna do? You gonna kill me, Mr. J?)
(What?)
You know the truth, bitch
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'?
Who's that lookin' through the window? That's them heathens
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions
Be aware of who you messin' with
Shit
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'?
Who's that lookin' through the window? That's them heathens
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions
Be aware of who you messin' with
Shit
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'? Shit
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions
[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Knock-knock, bop-bop, Susie want a quickie with me
Who's that bouncin' out them foreigns? It's them rich rappers
The flu flammers, the Stinc Team
Ring-ring, ding-ding, VVSs bling-bling
Somewhere up with Ling Ling, in a foreign with a heatseeker
"Damn, P, it's 4 a.m., I'm tired and my feet bleedin'"
Reachin' for these diamonds, must be drunk, what is he drinkin'?
OTM dropped that tape, now his head steamin'
An awful lot of cough syrup spill, go on and grab the mop
Know you be hangin' with 'em, I seen you with the opps
Put a dime on the back burner, I don't even got the time
It cost to be the boss and niggas never paid the price, ugh
[Chorus: Blue Pesos & Duffy]
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'?
Who's that lookin' through the window? That's them heathens
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions
Be aware of who you messin' with
Shit
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'?
Who's that lookin' through the window? That's them heathens
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions
Be aware of who you messin' with
Shit
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'? Shit
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions (Bitch)
[Verse 2: Duffy]
Who's that creepin'? Who's that knockin'?
Them OTM niggas startin' to seem like they a problem
Poured off a four, swamp water, call a doctor
Nigga mad at me, hm, my homie probably robbed him
Chillin' with the goblins, we can show you how to flu flam
It's some shit on me, everybody back back
Who car we usin', bro, and where the stash at?
Showtime, gang and them slide with uchies on the dash
Dough the only thing that's on my mind
Mask on, I just hit Mei Ling with the six-one-nine
She just want me to pull up on her, I ain't got no time
Big bank buddah, I keep stealin' niggas' shine
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'?
Who's that lookin' through the window? That's them heathens
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions
Be aware of who you messin' with
Shit
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'?
Who's that lookin' through the window? That's them heathens
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions
Be aware of who you messin' with
Shit
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'? Shit
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions
[Verse 3: ALLBLACK]
I can't go inside the house without Ben Franklin
A nigga try to rob, he get left stankin'
Left the bitch, she was late, I don't like waitin'
Smashin' for my ration, I ain't got patience
All this trappin' got me tired like I sip Quagen
Stapped up like the glove, shoutout Gary Payton
Move wrong, I'm gon' leave a nigga head vacant
Ecstasy in the Squirt, I'm Darth Vading
Shrooms and the Skittles, I'm so faded
[?] out to Gucci, outfit amazin'
Twenty-two in the paint, Deandre Ayton
All my friends left when they found out I fucked with Satan
I can't go inside the house without bag on me
A nigga move wrong, I'm uppin' mag on him
Get a nigga head [?], spend my last on it
That nigga wearin' fake shit, we can't even grab homie
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'?
Who's that lookin' through the window? That's them heathens
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions
Be aware of who you messin' with
Shit
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'?
Who's that lookin' through the window? That's them heathens
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions
Be aware of who you messin' with
Shit
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'? Shit, nigga
The Too Greedy bastards, flu flammin' champions, shit, nigga
[Outro: Blue Pesos]
You know what's goin' on
You know the truth
Long live the Don, long live Ketchy
Ugh, nigga
Who's that knockin'? Who's that creepin'? Shit, yeah
Block, nigga, ugh
Fuck them