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,
Told ya (Version 2) Lyrics[Refrain]
(This a hit, yeah uh yeah, this a hit yeah)
Yeah
[Chorus]
Told ya, we some demons
I won't hold ya
Yeah I don't got feelings
Yeah walk up in the mall, we be at Neiman's
All my windows gone, this bitch tinted
No you is not hard, you're not a callous
Wipe your shoes off we in a palace (Yeah)
My lil thotty gon' suck, she the baddest
All my diamonds really flawless, they flawless
This bitch taking time, when she said it's gone take weeks dude
I don't wait in line, I just hopped in front of the jets dude
I went and bought the C8 put butterfly doors
I don't got no brakеs
I went and brought all the cash, thousand in cash
You know we don't play 'ho
[Verse]
Yеat up next in line (Next in line)
Next in line (Yeah)
I've been killing shit like Columbine
Yeah I mixed the X with the perc, got combined
Lil shawty not a junkie, she just love to sip on wine
The GLE be farting, but the hellcat be whining
This shit so luxurious, I went and bought a island
I made 20 bands yesterday, without even trying
I just be hitting buttons on my phone and watch it pile in
This bitch she got withdrawed, that bitch strung out like a violin
Don't you ever think about playing with my money
My twizzy get violent
I been rocking Arc'teryx, like I'm climbing
Yeah she got some fairly odd parents
She always crying
I already told you-
[Chorus]
Told ya, we some demons
I won't hold ya
Yeah I don't got feelings
Yeah
Walk up in the mall, we be at Neiman's
All my windows gone, this bitch tinted
No you is not hard, you're not a callous
Wipe your shoes off we in a palace (Yeah)
My lil thotty gon' suck, she the baddest
All my diamonds really flawless, they flawless
This bitch taking time, when she said it's gone take weeks dude
I don't wait in line, I just hopped in front of the jets dude
I went and bought the C8 put butterfly doors
I don't got no brakes
I went and brought all the cash, thousand in cash
You know we don't play 'ho