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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Wat it feel lykë Lyrics[Intro]
(I-I-I—)
(I-I-I—)
(I-I-I—)
(I-I-I—)
(I-I-I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)
[Chorus]
Uh, everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon' pop that Perc', you 'bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feel like
I wanna flood my Red' like I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth
[Post-Chorus]
Heard you went back like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, yeah
Tall money, big money, small money
I got the bitch out the bank off-late
I can't еven fuck with them same, thеy a motherfuckin' rat, they a motherfuckin' fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
I don't give a fuck what you say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read
[Verse]
I don't give a shit what you sayin', you a goddamn rat (Ayy)
Yeah, I like the coupe with the blick, but the bitch all black (Ayy)
Yeah, I got a blick with a tooth and it bite down back (Ayy)
(And I swerve in the coupe, paint the bitch all black, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Uh, everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon' pop that Perc', you 'bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feel like
I wanna flood my Red' like I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth
[Post-Chorus]
Heard you went back like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, yeah
Tall money, big money, small money
I got the bitch out the bank off-late
I can't even fuck with them same, they a motherfuckin' rat, they a motherfuckin' fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
I don't give a fuck what you say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read
[Outro]
You a goddamn rat, ayy
And the bitch all black, ayy
Bite down back, ayy
And I swerve in the coupe, paint the bitch all black, yeah, yeah, yeah