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: Skrilla]
We put, we put belt to ass (Ryan, what took you so long?)
I got a couple oppers, uh
Got four choppers and four switches
We put belt to ass and I done gave some oppers a pass, uh (Thank you, Timmy boy)
[Verse 1: Skrilla]
Got four choppers and four switches, we put belt to ass
I done caught an opp and I done gave an opp a pass
Got four choppers and four switches
Couple oppers on my wish list
We ain't scoomin', bitch, we drench shit
Know the opps could feel the tension
Bip the Kia with ignition
[Verse 2: NoLimit Faro]
I'm with Skrilla and we bippin'
Catch an opp and get to blickin'
Walk him down, complete the mission
Draco shells fuck up his body
Hit him up, I know he finished
Then we scratch off doin' one-twеnty
Lil Scoom slow, lil' bro be trippin'
[Verse 3: Lil Scoom89]
Young and bad, I always had broke the rulеs, my mama knew I was a menace
You better get you a strap, be on point where you at 'cause you'll get left in the trenches
Bail out with switches, metal all up in his mouth, you would think we took him to the dentist
Somebody missin', when they catch a face, stand over his body, they yellin' out, "Drench him"
Why would you lie? Somebody son gon' die, put his ass right in the sky
That shit dry, every time we spin they shit, they asses never outside
Don't go live 'cause that's how last dude died, he damn near caught like five
Make sure they tag us, we gon' get on ass, put hot shit in his spine
[Verse 4: Ybcdul]
Last one we caught was yellin' and screamin', he thought he was dreamin'
Bounced out on him, he lacked at McDonald's, we caught him as soon he was leavin'
Every time the jakes get behind me, I leave 'em
Watch Reels back-to-back, you could see him stop breathin'
I be sellin' whole pounds or I could break it down, tell me how you want, nigga, I could do either
I just stuffed the FN with all blue tips, if you try to spin my block, that shit gon' feel [?]
I'm behind tint, you don't see me, I see you
Hop out with Lil Scoom, Big Opp drench people, let me hear it