Musica de Alamo Records del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Alamo Records tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog LetrasFM, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, 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
[Intro]
Rio
Yeah
[Chorus]
Dope dealer, new jacket, no wallet, but got big racks in pocket
Hundred sixty racks in my closet, 'cause I just came from shoppin'
Before I was rappin', was poppin', jumped out the coupe with Goblins
I swear it's a lot of drug shoppin', but I'm not with the flodgin'
These [?], they cost 80 done dollars, but I'm not with the shortin'
I'm 'bout to go get me some guala, because that's what's important
Set the cocaine right on the table, then watch your sister snort it
She say she's expectin' a baby, I told that bitch abort it
[Verse]
New Range Rove, I hit that, go sportin', my bad bitch got to know it
Baggin' dope, it never got borin', can't have no paper shortage
Now I'm on the road, I'm big towin', backend, come get this, shorty
Two Glock 45s ride with my shooter, he crazy, he a tourist
Headshot, she gon' perform, I got his bitch goin'
Mad block, I need my coins, sell bricks for Bitcoin
Fish oil, damn it, my arm, I got my fist glowin'
Hit some', I wasn't throwed, foe, I'ma hit some'
Yeah, six different hoes, it got me tiptoein'
Bitch glowin', fill up my bag, don't need no bitch blowin'
Yeah, come for my cash, I ain't got shit for him
Rich showin', I great at math, no subtract, add the cash
[Chorus]
Dope dealer, new jacket, no wallet, but got big racks in pocket
Hundred sixty racks in my closet, 'cause I just came from shoppin'
Before I was rappin', was poppin', jumped out the coupe with Goblins
I swear it's a lot of drug shoppin', but I'm not with the flodgin'
These [?], they cost 80 done dollars, but I'm not with the shortin'
I'm 'bout to go get me some guala, because that's what's important
Set the cocaine right on the table, then watch your sister snort it
She say she's expectin' a baby, I told that bitch abort it