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,
WTW Lyrics[Pre-Chorus]
No, you ain't ready, yeah, you ain't prepared
Yeah, yeah, life ain't shit, nah, life ain't fair, uh
I don't know what happened, yeah, and I definitely don't care
Yeah, my bitch ass fat, yeah, shape like a pear
Yeah, my pockets swollen, yeah, money tall as God
You let the drugs get to you, yeah, you don't know who you are
My twizz so awkward, we gotta look around make sure we straight
She play hopscotch, jumpin' on my dick, said it feel great
I had to boss up, had to go and fill my plate
I had to buy some' when I'm in the mall 'cause I ain't no jake
[Chorus]
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? Yeah)
Yeah, what would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for your twin? (Oh)
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? Yeah)
Yeah, what would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for your twin? (Oh)
I feel like I keep on runnin' circles 'round this bitch (Woah, woah)
You keep sayin' that you been touchin' money, we both know it don't exist (Keep it up Sharkboy, no way)
[Pre-Chorus]
No, you ain't ready, yeah, you ain't prepared
Yeah, yeah, life ain't shit, nah, life ain't fair, uh
I don't know what happened, yeah, and I definitely don't care
Yeah, my bitch ass fat, yeah, shape like a pear
Yeah, my pockets swollen, yeah, money tall as God
You let the drugs get to you, yeah, you don't know who you are
My twizz so awkward, we gotta look around make sure we straight
She play hopscotch, jumpin' on my dick, said it feel great
I had to boss up, had to go and fill my plate
I had to buy some' when I'm in the mall 'cause I ain't no jake
[Chorus]
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? Yeah)
What would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for you twin? (Oh)
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? Yeah)
What would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for your twin? (Oh)
I feel like I keep on runnin' circles 'round this bitch (Woah, woah)
You keep sayin' that you been touchin' money, we both know it don't exist (Keep it up Sharkboy, no way)