Musica de Yeat 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 Yeat 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,
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Aint Try (Tried Once) Lyrics[Chorus]
Yeah, I ain't try once
They say, "Yeat, how you so fire?" 'Cause I ain't try once
Got the Trackhawk in the back, I heard it whine once (Woo)
I took way too many Percs, I think I died once (Woo)
Got the Cayenne sitting outside, I seen it fly once (Yeah, yeah)
Got the Cuban on my body, I rolled the dice once (Yeah)
They say, "How many times you died?" I only died once
They say, "How many times you fly?" I'm flyin' private every time
[Verse]
Yeah, I just pulled up in a monster
I just pulled up with the mob, we pulled up in a tonker
Yeah, huh, bitch, I'm going bonkers
Wifey came and ate me up, that bitch just got some chompers
Five thousand dollar pants, bitch, I call 'em rompers (Ack)
If it ain't about the bands, why the hell would I converse?
Why? Tell me, yeah, tell me (Tell me, yeah)
Why? Tell me (Yeah), tell me (Yeah)
Sipping on the Tonsa, bitch, it done hurt my tummy
Smashing on this broad, she feel it in her stomach (Let's go)
I just sip the drank, a dirtbag, get that copy, bitch, they 'bout me
I call all my twizzys, "Dawg," let them bark, don't got a bounty
My twizzy on the run, we got to get up out this county
Y'all be sippin' on fake lean, that shit some soap, you sippin' bounty (Bounty)
Yes, they say that I'm the G.O.A.T., so where the fuck is my lil' crown-y? (Crown-y)
Got a new bitch in the back, got another one staying down me (Go)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I ain't try once
They say, "Yeat, how you so fire?" 'Cause I ain't try once
Got the Trackhawk in the back, I heard it whine once (Woo)
I took way too many Percs, I think I died once (Woo)
Got the Cayenne sitting outside, I seen it fly once (Yeah, yeah)
Got the Cuban on my body, I rolled the dice once (Yeah)
They say, "How many times you died?" I only died once
They say, "How many times you fly?" I'm flying private every time