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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Back Den Lyrics[Chorus: SeptembersRich & Yeat]
(Skrrt) Back in the day, yeah, I fucked your ho (Uh)
In that Tonka on the highway, boy get the fuck off the road (Uh)
I don't need no damn loan, all this cash, boy I own (Uh)
In that college dorm, gettin' dome from your ho (Uh)
[Refrain: Yeat]
Back in the day, yeah, I was selling bowls
I ain't have no money, yeah, had to move some loads (Uh)
I just called my twizz up, I just called my bros (Uh)
Pulled up in Benz truck, that GLE my ho (Yeah, swerve)
[Verse 1: SeptembersRich & Yeat]
I ain't with the fighting, bitch, I'm up with shooting cars
We ain't popping Xanny bars, pop a Perc' now I'm with the stars
Got that Tonka in the garage
Boy you a bitch, you ain't never gonna shine
Diamonds on VS1, they shine
Neck and wrist, my diamonds gon' make me blind (Skrrt)
[Verse 2: Yeat]
None of my twizz gon' die, yеah, before they doublе back (Buh)
I ain't gon' tell a lie, yeah, before that I'll be dead (Dead)
I ain't got no time to be speaking on the 'net, nah (Nah)
I don't got a lot of time baby, just give me the neck (Uh)
Yeah, bitch I make a check (Yeah)
I had spent two hundred on my diamonds, they so wet (Hey)
Why is you running? 'Cause you know you end up dead (Phew)
Could've bought the Tesla, it's same price to fly the jet (Let's go, let's go)
[Verse 3: SeptembersRich, Yeat]
Crashed the Tonka, bought the GLE, what's next?
I ain't even fuck that bitch, that bitch came over and gave me that neck
Swerved on a cop, fucked around, got caught with the K
Say you want a show, I need five K
Shooters on go like andale
Say, "You wan' work?" He say, "Okay"
Need you to mosh pit to this shit
If I'm at that the show, I got that blick
Beat your ass, shoot you in your shit
Beat your ass, shoot you in your shit
VS1 diamonds, they hit (They hit)
My bitch cute, she bad as shit (Bad as shit)
Lame ass nigga can't ever hit (Can’t hit)
Broke as shit, boy go hit a lick (Boy hit a lick)
I was in the slums but got out that shit (Got out that shit)
Niggas made it out, they sick (They sick, sick)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
[Refrain: Yeat]
Back in the day, yeah, I was selling bowls
I ain't have no money, yeah, had to move some loads (Uh)
I just called my twizz up, I just called my bros (Uh)
Pulled up in Benz truck, that GLE my ho (Yeah, swerve)
[Outro: SeptembersRich]
Back in the day, yeah, I fucked your ho
In that Tonka on the highway, boy get the fuck off the road
I don't need no damn loan, all this cash, boy I own
In that college dorm, gettin' dome from your ho