Mar Rendón – Antes de Que Me Vaya Letra

Mar Rendón – Antes de Que Me Vaya Letra
Antes de Que Me Vaya Letras, Lyrics:
Antes de que me vaya
Dejé una carta en tu zapato
Y para cuando estemos lejos
Me pienses aunque sea un rato

Tal vez no hacía falta
Es fácil para ti pensarlo
No llegamos al final del libro
Pero es tiempo de cerrarlo

Pienso que si no es ahora, nunca lo será
Temo que no soy la chica que quieres amar

Antes de que me vaya
Quiero que me prometas que no vas a enamorarte
De la primera idiota que te pase por delante
Antes de que me vaya
Promete que no vas a olvidarnos
No vayas a olvidarnos
No vayas a borrarnos

Antes de que me vaya
Recuerda que tú diste el paso
Me cambiaste por un premio
Por un puesto, por regalos

Sabes que fue tu culpa
Aunque no quieras aceptarlo
Como no era de tu conveniencia
No quisiste hacerte cargo

Creo que a final de cuentas no te importa ya

Antes de que me vaya
Quiero que me prometas que no vas a enamorarte
De la primera idiota que te pase por delante
Antes de que me vaya
Promete que no vas a olvidarnos
No vayas a olvidarnos
(No)

Podías evitar besarla frente a mí
Podías tomar en cuenta lo que yo sentía por ti
Jugar a enamorar y luego olvidar
Fingir ser solo amigos cuando siempre hubo algo más
Solo una distracción
Nunca parte de tu historia
Sabía que no sería
Y aun así me decepciona
No aguanto tu avaricia
Hoy me largo de tu vida
Pero esto lo tenía que decir

Antes de que me vaya
Quiero que me prometas que no vas a enamorarte
De la primera idiota que te pase por delante
Antes de que me vaya
Promete que no vas a olvidarnos
No vayas a olvidarnos
No vayas a borrarnos

Moneybagg Yo – Nun Like Me Lyrics

Moneybagg Yo – Nun Like Me Lyrics, Letra
Nun Like Me Letras, Lyrics:
I been ‘round this street shit my whole life
Nigga better blow they pipe, yeah
They out here cappin’, don’t believe the hype, yeah
When it come down, my brother, I ride for life, yeah
I don’t give a fuck if my nigga wrong or right, yeah
I know you ain’t even like that (nah)
Play, you get your life snatched (took)
Nigga, I’m talkin’ ‘bout right now
Dodgin’ federal indictments, catch a case and we fight that
Time with my kids, that’s priceless
Richard mill’ on my right wrist
I really come from gangster shit
Promise, you ain’t nothin’ likе me (none like mе)

I keep hearin’ rumors (what kind?)
They can’t wait to catch me
Before I let ‘em score, I’ma blow, we can be on beale street (bop)
Ain’t no fakin’ in my conversation, this the real me
So when I say I’m ready for whatever, you should feel me
I’m spendin’ money on funerals, lawyers
Niggas who talkin’, they spendin’ a quarter
Niggas who talkin’ ain’t even ridin’ for you
Who can we trust? They playin’ both sides (me)
I put my trust in this motherfuckin’ fire (nine)
You showed your hand, I saw the sign (sign)
You not my kind, I can’t fuck with you (nope)
Pour me a line, then I forget you (so fast)
I got niggas on the same team as me, slick hatin’
Thinkin’ I don’t know, okay, cool, I’ma play fake with your ass
Gotta accept this shit for what it is, I can’t even be mad (nah)
Bitches gon’ choose and the niggas gon’ hate when it come to bagg

I been ‘round this street shit my whole life
Nigga better blow they pipe, yeah
They out here cappin’, don’t believe the hype, yeah
When it come down, my brother, I ride for life, yeah
I don’t give a fuck if my nigga wrong or right, yeah
I know you ain’t even like that (nah)
Play, you get your life snatched (took)
Nigga, I’m talkin’ ‘bout right now
Dodgin’ federal indictments, catch a case and we fight that
Time with my kids, that’s priceless
Richard mill’ on my right wrist
I really come from gangster shit
Promise, you ain’t nothin’ like me (none like me)

Sit patient on that get back for lil’ bruh, bet I’ma get mine (wait)
I know this shit take time, take ten of yours, you take mine
Don’t rep the gang, don’t wear that chain
Nigga, you ain’t gon’ take what come with it (fake)
Nigga, you ‘posed to hop out with it
Nigga, you ain’t tryna stand on business?
I don’t need a set of niggas (never did)
I don’t need to click with gang (I’m dolo)
Jumped off the porch, lit up the torch and made myself a name (bagg)
Funny how these hoes swear they love you, but’ll fuck on any mans (that’s crazy)
And’ll tell you anything (whatever)
Long as you listenin’ (yeah, I’m him)
I ain’t tryna fix what’s broken (nah)
You can keep your distance (I’m straight)
And I ain’t in competition with niggas, I’m just consistent (I’m workin’)
Playin’ on the internet, dissin’, boy, you trippin’ (trippin’)
Make me put some bread on top of your head (a loaf)
Call you lil’ biscuit

I been ‘round this street shit my whole life
Nigga better blow they pipe, yeah
They out here cappin’, don’t believe the hype, yeah
When it come down, my brother, I ride for life, yeah
I don’t give a fuck if my nigga wrong or right, yeah
I know you ain’t even like that (nah)
Play, you get your life snatched (took)
Nigga, I’m talkin’ ‘bout right now
Dodgin’ federal indictments, catch a case and we fight that
Time with my kids, that’s priceless
Richard mill’ on my right wrist
I really come from gangster shit
Promise, you ain’t nothin’ like me (none like me)

Maria Jose Quintanilla – El Regalito Letra

Maria Jose Quintanilla – El Regalito Lyrics, Letra
El Regalito Letras, Lyrics:
Todo empezó muy bonito
Traía regalitos, todo le creí
Me enamoró con mentiras
Mi alma dejó herida
Qué error cometí

Pero se acabó
No caigo en tu juego
Mucha carne pa’ tan poco perro
Ya se terminó
Hoy te digo chao
Ahí quedaste solo
Abandonado

Y ese regalito que tú querías darme
Lo andabas tirando ya por todas partes
Y tú que creías que no iba a enterarme
Ya ves y hoy te mando
A mentir a otra parte

Hasta ahí te duró el jueguito
Caíste redondito y te descubrí
Con la cola entre las piernas
Ya sabes que nadie se burla de mí

Pero se acabó
No caigo en tu juego
Mucha carne pa’ tan poco perro
Ya se terminó
Hoy te digo chao
Ahí quedaste solo
Abandonado

Y ese regalito que tú querías darme
Lo andabas tirando ya por todas partes
Y tú que creías que no iba a enterarme
Ya ves y hoy te mando
A mentir a otra parte

Y ese regalito que tú querías darme
Lo andabas tirando ya por todas partes
Y tú que creías que no iba a enterarme
Ya ves y hoy te mando
A mentir a otra parte

Meiko Nakahara – ロ・ロ・ロ・ロシアン・ルーレット (ro ro ro russian roulette) Lyrics

Meiko Nakahara – ロ・ロ・ロ・ロシアン・ルーレット (ro ro ro russian roulette) Lyrics, Letra
ロ・ロ・ロ・ロシアン・ルーレット (ro ro ro russian roulette) Letras, Lyrics:
tsunakenai koi nado tsumaranai
itsumo hara hara dokidoki sasete yo
taikutsu na toki ni wa sasowarechau no yo
warui kokoro ga tomaranai

konya himitsu no kajino ni oide yo
tamanya mubōna asobi ni yoishire
ochite yuku yo na kibun wa naretara kowai yo
kuse ni narisona ekusutashī

roshian roshian rūretto
imasugu kokoro ni shirokuro tsukete

nibuku hikatta magunamu motsu tabi
hosoi rain ni denki ga hashiru wa
ichika bachika de anata o toriko ni suru made
watashi kiken’na roshian rūretto

hara hara dokidoki dance dance
uki uki waku waku chance chance
hara hara dokidoki dance dance
uki uki waku waku chance chance

kakugo o kimete

konya himitsu no kajino ni oide yo
tamanya mubōna asobi ni yoishire
ochite yuku yo na kibun wa naretara kowai yo
kuse ni narisona ekusutashī

roshian roshian rūretto
koko made kitara ato ni wa hikenai

nibuku hikatta magunamu dakishime
sukoshi obieru kawaii erufin
inochi o kakete anata o toriko ni suru made
watashi kiken’na roshian rūretto

roshian roshian rūretto
imasugu kokoro ni shirokuro tsukete

nibuku hikatta magunamu dakishime
sukoshi obieru kawaii erufin
inochi o kakete anata o toriko ni suru made
watashi kiken’na roshian rūretto

hara hara dokidoki dance dance
uki uki waku waku chance chance
hara hara dokidoki dance dance
uki uki waku waku chance chance

kakugo o kimete

hara hara dokidoki dance dance
uki uki waku waku chance chance
hara hara dokidoki dance dance
uki uki waku waku chance chance

cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-chance

Maxwell Santana – Papel de Ioio Letra

Maxwell Santana – Papel de Ioio Letra
Papel de Ioio Letras, Lyrics:
Não vou mais ficar
Chorando no boteco
Pra mim não tá certo
Se ela me magoou
Não vou mais ficar
Nessas idas e voltas
Eu encerro agora
O meu papel de ioiô

Já tentei de tudo
Pra não me ferir
Esse papel de besta
Não vou mais assumir

É um tal de enrola
Tantas idas e voltas
Mas eu prometo que agora
Meu coração ninguém trola

Marco Tulio e Cuiabano – Nois É Sistema Letra

Marco Tulio e Cuiabano – Nois É Sistema Lyrics, Letra
Nois É Sistema Letras, Lyrics:
Eu, nasci na roça, trabalhei pesado pra juntar uns gados
Túnel de pinga, feijão milho soja e cana largado
Os playboy viviam dizendo, lugar de caipira e roça e mato
Juntei dinheiro e estudei e hoje sou formado em agro

As pinga que eles bebem é nossa
O arroz feijão que comem é meu
Churrasco que eles tanto gostam
É os gado que a gente vendeu
O agronejo tá com nóis

Eu vou falar pra vocês na roça nóis tem talento
Aqui insistência é bruto se liga no movimento
Eu vou falar pra vocês na roça nóis tem talento
Se é pra roçar nóis toça na base do movimento

Se é pra falar de nóis, tem que lavar a boca
Pra tristeza dos boy os caipiras tá na boa
Se é pra falar de nóis, tem que tá preparado aqui
Nóis é sistema operacional do agro

Martin Castillo, Paquito Herrera – Que Te Costaba Letra

Martin Castillo, Paquito Herrera – Que Te Costaba [ Letra ] Letras, Lyrics: Martin Castillo, Paquito Herrera – Que Te Costaba [ Letra ]

Ya se terminó,no hay nada que hacer
Como cuesta aceptar que ya nunca será lo que fue
Pero ni pedo ya qué nos queda
Más que brindar por todos los recuerdos aquí en la peda
Qué te costaba marcharte antes que de ti me enamorara
Fácil pa ti no dejaste el manual de arrancarte de mi alma
Por las noches que vivimos por eso brindo
Terminar como enemigos no va conmigo
Duele pensar que besarte los labios no vuelve a pasar
Cómo maldigo a Cupido de nuevo conmigo, con el sí soy enemigo

Y a él se lo digo
Si no es contigo, prefiero en la vida siempre solo estar
Ya no queda más qué te costaba marcharte antes que de ti me enamorara
Fácil pa ti no dejaste el manual de arrancarte de mi alma
Por las noches que vivimos, Por eso brindo
Terminar como enemigos no va conmigo
Duele pensar que besarte los labios no vuelve a pasar
Cómo maldigo a Cupido
De nuevo conmigo, con el sí soy enemigo y a él se lo digo
Si no es contigo, prefiero en la vida siempre solo estar ya no queda más
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Munna Duke – INTRO Lyrics

Munna Duke – INTRO ( Lyrics ) Letra Munna Duke Munna Duke – INTRO ( Lyrics )
Intro: King Von
King David, I got racks, on God, I just bought my mama a crib, I just bought me a crib
I got cars, money, I just bought all folksnem chains, I done passed it out, I’m talkin’ money, on O, he decent
Lawyers out the ass, on O, we up, on King David, on foenem, Duke and I’m finna buy me whatever, on foenem, we up
(Noble King Ali on the beat)
(BFG)

Chorus: Munna Duke
Sittin’ in the cell, prayin’ that I make it home
Steady lookin’ at the clock like, “Damn it’s takin’ long” (Damn, damn)
Got niggas doin’ count and got niggas doin’ months
Bitch-ass celly, worried ‘bout, is his girl gettin’ fucked? (What? What? What?)
I tell him, “Is you worried ‘bout a bitch or is you worried about the O?”
The only thing that’s on my mind is tryna put my mama up (On gang)
See in this life, it’s stack or starve, or it’s killed you or be killed
I ain’t let these bitches get up on my rent to pay the bills (Nah, nah)
Niggas actin’ like they gangster, but they really be the pigs
I ain’t let them trick me out the streets, I’m stickin’ to the deal
Anytime I’m in these fuckin’ streets, that 40 got a steel (Bah, bah)
Play with me, fuck this fire, then his ass gettin’ killed (Bah. bah, bah)

Verse: Munna Duke
Back to the story though, I’m really hungry though
Tryna prep’ a Millie, make a mil’, at the same time though
They told me get in the booth and let my mind lose control (On gang)
Still gon’ cop that Presidential, I don’t do no rose gold (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I was jammed up, when I got that one call (Damn, damn)
Prayin’ like, “Hell nah (Nah), nigga playin’ ball-ball” (Nah)
But it still Get Back Gang, you know it’s one, one-for-all
Play with one of my dawgs, we gon’ come and stretch ‘em all, bitch (Bitch)

Sittin’ in the cell, prayin’ that I make it home
Steady lookin’ at the clock like, “Damn it’s takin’ long”
Got niggas doin’ count and got niggas doin’ months
Bitch-ass celly, worried ‘bout, is his girl gettin’ fucked? (What? What? What?)
I tell him, “Is you worried ‘bout a bitch or is you worried about the O?”
The only thing that’s on my mind is tryna put my mama up
See in this life, it’s stack or starve, or it’s killed you or be killed
I ain’t let these bitches get up on my rent to pay the bills (Nah, nah, nah)
Niggas actin’ like they gangster, but they really be the pigs (On gang)
I ain’t let them trick me out the streets, I’m stickin’ to the deal (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Anytime I’m in these fuckin’ streets, that 40 got a steel
Play with me, fuck this fire, then his ass gettin’ killed (Bah. bah, bah, bah)

Outro: Munna Duke
Bitch, on gang
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Mick Jenkins – Farm To Table (feat. Vic Mensa) Lyrics

Mick Jenkins – Farm To Table (feat. Vic Mensa) [ Lyrics Letra] Letra Mick Jenkins Mick Jenkins – Farm To Table (feat. Vic Mensa) [ Lyrics Letra]
Aye bad bitch on my arm and she’s no bitch
Uh smoke straight from the farm I’m on my grow shit

Aye
Reposado to sip
How much I pour ya
She in the Oscar de la renta I might have to de la Hoya
Call my lawyer
Don’t even ask me
Nigga I came, fashionably late
Her style was conde nasty
That Pyrex
Wit tight neck I swallowed my breath
Hers was more of an architectural digest
I digress
Wit our chests we’d both get to speaking our minds
All kinda interior designs
Superior grapes from inferior vines
Switching time zones these is curious times
It’s loose noodles no furious spoons
Fuck the waves if I could bury the moon
I mean
Shit is getting very cartoon

I keep this bad bitch on my arm and she’s no bitch
Uh smoke straight from the farm I’m on my grow shit
No boat made our own waves
You hot or cold no lukewarm
Can’t have nobody folding
More coat hangers my way
No low hanging fruit here
I palm trees to the face
Won’t speak hate to my face
Y’all on some hoe shit

Bad bitch on my arm and she’s no bitch
Smoke straight the farm I’m on my grow shit

I smoke my own shit man (what’s it called?)

Oh you ain’t heard
Uh huh
This shit from farm to table, had to run it up
I never harmed an ankle
And a distribution chain so major I could start a label
We done got them ’93 boys hotter than Coral Gables
Sometimes I wish I could take a weekend off but I’m hardly able
Louis Vuitton liaisons Pierre Mas out of reach of the DA’s arms
And Paris fashion week for perceiving you rappers even having seats
It’s an unwopable waffle, the shit a masterpiece
Some fine art’s Master P
Sidebar cash is king, my large bag of dreams
My daddy went Yankee, his son slanging gasoline
A million in the first three months is like two billion streams
We blowing up like Israel did to Philistines
Gaza strip mobbing through Bethlehem and they rocking Ricks
They bent on us for the way they plundered the continent
Got the world buying plane tickets off of my Ghana trips
I’ve been walking it my nigga now let me talk my shit

Bad bitch on my arm and she’s no bitch
Uh 93 from the farm, I smoke my own shit

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Mick Jenkins – Pasta Lyrics

Mick Jenkins – Pasta ( Lyrics ) Letra Mick Jenkins Mick Jenkins – Pasta ( Lyrics )
Aye
All I see is impostors
Niggas postures is al dente
Rarely kick it without a sensei
Just brick lay
We cut the cornerstone and scrape the
Excess Mortar wit a switchblade
Ain’t no pretty glass houses this way
Y’all got the thrift thang
All this secondhand smoke I’ll pass
Perpetually bitch made
Watch his second hand coast no dap
Niggas can miss me wit the swiss cheese
Gotta fill in those gaps
Don’t wanna see ceilings
Told niggas no cap
Don’t want any feelings I told the dentist no cap
No strap but he just as lethal
Desert eagle through the sands of time
No feathers feeble
I weathered storms and did the pantomime I rarely speak em
Empowered palpable hands
Talcum powdered when you greet him
We move discreetly it would seem that niggas barely take steps
You just don’t know I’m way more lowkey
Meet me on the base clef
I can’t stress
You niggas pray about it I’m the apex

I told niggas befo’
I’ll do a web of lies like Willem Defoe
Gotta look him in his eyes if you really wanna know

These niggas shapeshift
They make scenes
They like to act this shit don’t make sense
Playwrights these muthafuckas is on stages
I’m on the 50
I got a heisman trophy wit me
Stiff arm in my dickies
Rubber boots this shit gets slippery
I’m in no Bottega
A noble savage
I don’t want no betas in my circle
Omega Psi I got a couple dogs that’s purple
You’ll never know who wit me
Shit get thick on this side
All the growth been inside
I toss a roach and let the tints rise
I’m in my bitch ride
She whip that shit like it’s a big wheel
I’m good wit this vibe

I told niggas before
I’ll do a web of lies

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