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,
Kant Get Like Dis Lyrics[Intro]
(Lifestyle)
[Verse]
Everybody fresh as fuck, every one of my twizzies up (Up)
In that Bentley truck, no, they can't get like this (Swerve)
That bitch so poisonous
That girl ain't really for real, she just like affordin' shit (Afford)
Keep thinkin' being a broke, how I end up on Forbes list?
Got new Porsche, this a Cayenne, gotta put them Forgis' (Skrrt)
This kid was puttin' that work in, I got more cheese now
I took so many damn Percs, I need that codeine now (I feel it)
Gotta upgrade all my highs, I'm on that morphine style (Yeah)
Yo' bitch wanna rock with us, 'cause shit, we all eating now (Too high)
Whole lotta this bread, had to upgrade all my bae (Bae), yeah (Bread, cash)
Had to cross my X, then one of my hoes (X, X, X)
And I catch that shit they say, then they go ghost (Huh)
Yeah, no wonder you say that you paid, and they say you broke (Broke)
How the hell that work? Just tell me
How the hell you feel? Just tell me
Maybach peanut butter inside, with no jelly (Maybach), yeah
On that demon time and I feel like Melly
I seen a lot of y'all cap 'bout shit, yeah really (Really)
Bitch do a handstand around this bike, gotta call it a wheelie (Obese)
They see this ice on my neck, I get so chilly (Cold)
Some bag we gotta go get, I call my twizzy (Call up)