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]
Ayy
The Rambo Way
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
Took your bitch to the hood, ayy
Engine in the trunk and my car got no hood, ayy
Bitch, it's Lil Wop, I'm from wish a nigga woods
Let the nigga try me, yeah, I wish a nigga would, ayy
30 in my clip, ayy, pull up to your shit, ayy (Skr)
When I up this bitch, I'ma shoot, I won't miss, ayy
Pocket full of hundreds and they stuffed in my Ricks, ayy (It's Wop)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
[Verse]
I just ran off with his bitch, now that fuck nigga pissed, ayy
I'm a walking brick, no, you can't flex like this, ayy (It's Wop)
Sipping Wockhardt, I pour up like I'm sick, ayy
Sip the drank in the whip, get top from your bitch, ayy
Swerve, geeking like a nerd
Wopster from the hood but my bitch come from the burbs
Ayy, I just popped a perc, it feel like I left the earth
Watch these niggas try to copy me but Wopster did it first, ayy
Ayy
[Chorus]
Took your bitch to the hood, ayy
Engine in the trunk and my car got no hood, ayy
Bitch, it's Lil Wop, I'm from wish a nigga woods
Let the nigga try me, yeah, I wish a nigga would, ayy
30 in my clip, ayy, pull up to your shit, ayy (Skr)
When I up this bitch, I'ma shoot, I won't miss, ayy
Pocket full of hundreds and they stuffed in my Ricks, ayy (It's Wop)
Ayy, ayy, ayy