Musica de Skrilla 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 Skrilla 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 técnica vocal,
[Intro]
(Thank you, Timmy boy)
[Chorus: Skrilla]
Maison Margiel', Denim Tear, rock Fear of God, but I don't fear You on a drill but actin' scared, that Glock 19, my underwear, like, ayo
Rock Balenci' head to toe, I rock that shit if it on go
I'm MIA, think I'm a Zoe, I'm in the strip club, make it snow, ayo
Pull up too trim back to back, uh-huh
Pop the perc', had heart attack, the cops behind, I had to yack
I hit the gas that shit go, "Ayo"
Rollie bust-down, like the face
The Wockhardt green, don't like the taste
My shooter walk down, beat the case, he got the ski mask ain't a trace, like, ayo
[Verse: Lil Crix]
Mmh, the [?], he died for free
Imagine what we gon' do if we breach
You hit 'em with the carbine before we tapped that crouton, knocked 'em off his feet
Ayy this pistol shootin' AK bullets
[?]
I turn to Craig, a nigga be Debo, Drac' gon' knock a bully
Off a bean, I'm zombified
Smoked a M, I'm turnin' gremlin
Pop up out your bushes early mornin', put gravy on your biscuit
Off a bean, I'm zombified
Smoked a M, I'm turnin' gremlin
Pop up out your bushes early mornin', put gravy on your biscuit
Playin' with these chopsticks and this bitch squirt, I call her "Chinese Kitty"
Runnin' with 'Yak he sold me his apples call this bitch a Sniper City
[Chorus: Skrilla]
Maison Margiel', Denim Tear, rock Fear of God, but I don't fear
You on a drill but actin' scared, that Glock 19, my underwear, like, ayo
Rock Balenci' head to toe, I rock that shit if it on go
I'm MIA, think I'm a Zoe, I'm in the strip club, make it snow, ayo
Pull up too trim back to back, uh-huh
Pop the perc', had heart attack, the cops behind, I had to yack
I hit the gas that shit go "Ayo"
Rollie bust-down, like the face
The Wockhardt green, don't like the taste
My shooter walk down beat the case, he got the ski mask ain't a trace, like, ayo