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Datos de A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie Nombre Verdadero: Artist Julius DuboseNombre Artístico: A Boogie Wit Da HoodieDonde Nació: Highbridge, Nueva York, Estados UnidosFecha de Nacimiento: 06 de diciembre de 1995Edad: 28Nacionalidad: EstadounidenseGénero(s): Hip hop, rapActividad: 2014 - ActualidadInstrumentos: VozOcupación: Cantante, raperoDisquera(s): Atlantic RecordsOtros Nombres: BoogieCónyuge/Pareja: Ella BandzHijos: Melody Valentine DubosePágina Oficial: www.aboogiehbtl.comRedes Sociales:Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, YouTube .'
'. ¿Quién es A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie? A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie o simplemente A Boogie, cuyo nombre verdadero es Artist Julius Dubose, un rapero, cantante, compositor y productor discográfico estadounidense. Nació en Highbridge, Nueva York, Estados Unidos, el de diciembre de 1995. Está firmado con sello discográfico Atlantic Records, así como con su propio sello discográfico, Highbridge the Label. Entre sus éxitos musicales, están: "1000 Nights", "Calm Down", "Come Closer", "King Of My City", "Keke", "Me And My Guitar", "Look Back at It", "Drowning" y "Numbers". Significado del nombre Explicando su poco convencional nombre artístico, DuBose declaró a Newsweek: "Solía ver Paid Full todos los días cuando tenía 12 años, y luego comencé a rapear y todos me llamaban A Boogie [un personaje de la película]. Y luego llegó la sudadera con capucha porque llevaba sudaderas todo el tiempo. Me comenzaron a decir A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie y así se quedó. El único otro nombre de rap que habría considerado es Artist, y ese es mi verdadero nombre”. Niñez, Juventud y Vida Familiar A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie estudió en el
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A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Blood On My Denim Lyrics


I thought every girl I had was the one (uh, huh), but she was not it
Ninety nine percent of bitches be thottin' (thottin')
If I do the same thing, you'll say I'm not shit (not shit)
I could do the same thing, you'll leave cryin' (cryin')
Shit got a little deeper through the process (process)
Still addicted to the streets, can't hide it (hide it)
Walk around with two Glizzy's in my pocket (pocket)
Already cocked it, flip a nigga like a socket (socket)
Nigga, way before the fame we was wildin'
Then they killed my nigga Quado in the projects (projects)
And it's a shame, all the bitches that was curvin'
I see the same damn names in my comments (comments)
She was lookin' OD from her side eye
Said she ain't an eater, oh she lied, oh she lied-lied
Woke up to three bitches in my bed
Made me say it three times: Oh you fine, oh you fine-fine
I ain't rockin' with no ho niggas or bozo
That's a no-no, nigga, nah, nah
I know they love my fly, the way I rock Dolce and Gabanna
I lost my niggas to the streets when it coulda been me
It's fucked up, they either dead or doin' fed time
Oh, you all about your bread, so am I
If it's money on your mind, .45 to your hairline
And I keep it by the dresser
That's for any bitch who ever try to break my heart, I won't let ya
Still got blood on my denims
That was all the blood that was in him, no more love in a nigga
No more love in a nigga
But I swear her company made me so comfortable
I don't fuck with her (uh), the way she fuck with me
And it's probably because I'm from the X, where they take for respect
Thought I woulda been into the grave on my def
Same fit for a week, now I hate Nike Tech
Now I'm a trendsetter from my sweater to my hat
Biggs put me on the big ass purple Puma Jet
I'm flexin' more than ever, she like: Money make me wet
And if I die, I'ma die for my respect
Bury me with like a milly on my neck, ah
She was lookin' O.D. from her side eye
Said she ain't an eater, but she lie all the time-time
I woke up to three bitches in my bed
Made me say it three times: Oh you fine, oh you fine-fine
I ain't rockin' with no ho niggas or bozo
That's a no-no, nigga, nah, nah
I know they love my fly, the way I rock Dolce and Gabanna
I lost my niggas to the streets when it coulda been me
It's fucked up, they either dead or doin' fed time
Oh, you all about your bread, so am I
If it's money on your mind, .45 to your hairline
And I keep it by the dresser
Just in case a bitch ever try to break my heart, I won't let ya
I still got blood on my denims
That was the blood that was in him, no more love in a nigga
Run through it, all the bands that a nigga got
I wonder, if the streets still care about me
Long story, I can never really talk about it
I'm numb to it, I stand still when I hear shots
I'm numb to it, I stand still when I hear shots
I hear niggas talkin' 'bout the money that they don't got
I used to be up on the corner with my young akh
Now I go buy a couple pounds of the fronto
I still smoke it by the pound, I get dumb high
I still smoke it by the pound like a rasta
I send money to my niggas sittin' up, yeah
I send money to my daughter, she's a rugrat
I been through it but I'm not givin' up, yeah
I switch up of different cars, now they upset

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