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,
NY Lyrics[Chorus]
(Curesful) (Yeah, yeah)
Boutta hop on this plane, boutta go to NY (Yeah)
Bitch make me wanna go to NY
Yeah, Tris', Wock', aye, yeah, too high (Too high)
Bitch, when I’m on this Oxy, I got no eyes (Yeah)
Half of y’all really bugs, half of y’all all flies
Yeah, Teflar on this tee, feet on Off-White
That shit on fashion, son, Dior all night (Dior)
I’m on this Tesla pill, I'mma be here all night (Tweaker)
They don’t even know my music, they just turn up they speaker
I know I be high as shit, I’m they favorite geeker
Not talking bout no parking, money tall like meters
[Verse]
Yeah, I ain’t had no option, had to go and get it
A lot of hits out the park, whole lotta Derek Jeters
Yeah, wanna bite the swag, yeah, they alligators (Alligators)
Loaded baked potato, turn that kid to taters (Kid to taters)
Not talking bout no game, but we really players (Yeah)
I don’t want no kids, I put on extra layers
Yeah, can’t rock with a lame when I’m they motivator
I just be going insane, I ain't even motivated
Yeah, racks, safe (Yeah, racks, safe)
[Chorus]
(Curesful) (Yeah, yeah)
Boutta hop on this plane, boutta go to NY (Yeah)
Bitch make me wanna go to NY
Yeah, Tris', Wock' (Wock'), aye, yeah, too high (Too high)
Bitch, when I’m on this Oxy, I got no eyes (Yeah)
Half of y’all really bugs, half of y’all all flies
Yeah, Teflar on this tee, feet on Off-White
That shit on fashion, son, Dior all night (Dior)
I’m on this Tesla pill, I'mma be here all night (Tweaker)
They don’t even know my music, they just turn up they speaker
I know I be high as shit, I’m they favorite geeker
Not talking bout no parking, money tall like meters