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outubro 23, 2023

Drake – Another Late Night ft. Lil Yachty Lyrics

Drake – Another Late Night ft. Lil Yachty Letra DrakeVEVO Drake – Another Late Night ft. Lil Yachty Lyrics
(Grow up, nigga)
Grrah, grrah, ayy
This lil’ Drizzy reppin’ ‘Crete, ayy
My brother Capo from the way, he from the street, ayy
Wanna fuck with me? Well, baby, I’m discreet, ayy

Ayy, thinkin’ ‘bout this pill I took, pillow talkin’
Shawty ran some Dillon Brooks, can’t believe this nigga talkin’, damn
My bank account is magnolia, Milly rockin’, ayy
Weirdos in my comments talkin’ ‘bout some Millie Bobby, look
Bring them jokes up to the gang, we get to really flockin’
Or send a finger to your mama in some FedEx boxes
Open up that shit, it’s jaw droppin’, really shockin’, ayy
I ain’t pretty flacko, bitch, this shit get really rocky, ayy, what? Damn, what?
Dirty how I did him in the Wraith, what? Say
She actin’ Hollywood, this ain’t L. A., no way
She a pretty little lie like she shaped, but that’s bae
Long as she don’t lie to me, then it’s okay

It’s just another late night with my bitch, ayy
Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch)
And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch)
‘Cause I love that ho, don’t even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh)
Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg)
Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch)
And we ridin’ ‘round tryna make sense (Make sense)
Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)

Hm, hm (Grrah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh)
Hm, hm (Pssh), hm (Concrete), hm
Huh, yeah (Pssh), huh, yeah, yeah, huh (Pssh)

It’s Lil Boat, I’m practically now from the 6ix (Pssh, pssh)
My doggy Luxxy ignorant, he from the bricks
Thinkin’ ‘bout this styrocup, really Wockin’
Let her fuck on one my opps, let’s see who really poppin’
Demolition gang, pop out, yeah, we get it knockin’
Boost a white bitch up and now she think she really poppin’
Fuck my bitch new body, sadly, I got demoitis
My bitch know it’s us without openin’ either of her eyelids (Us)
It be so pure I don’t even fuck, ain’t tryna raise her mileage
You take G6s knowin’ you’ll never take one with pilot (‘Kay)
I let her go, she fine as hell but baby wasn’t stylish (Yeah)
She had big tits like Billie Eilish but she couldn’t sing (Drip)
We catch the opps, don’t want no apologies, just kiss the ring (Mwah)
(Brrt) Yeah, ring, (Brrt, damn), yeah, ring
(Brrt) Mwah, ring, (Brrt), yeah, ring
I’ll support the opps before I support sippin’ green (‘Kay)
We up in the Turks with twenty bitches, just me and my team, (Us)

outubro 21, 2023

Offset – DON’T YOU LIE Lyrics

Offset – DON’T YOU LIE ( Lyrics ) Letra OFFSETYRN Offset – DON’T YOU LIE ( Lyrics Letra)
Intro
Don’t you lie, don’t you lie
Don’t you, don’t you lie, yeah

Chorus
Pittsburgh Steelers with the black and yellow diamonds (Go)
Maybach coupe in the seats I recline in (Hey)
Fresh out of jail, I ain’t know what I was signing (Jail)
I was havin’ drip before I knew about designer (Woo)
Lookin’ for the right one, then fucked around and found her (Found her)
Haters in the circle, had to get the fuck around ‘em (Hey)
If we got a problem, make the young nigga down him (Baow)
Fuckin’ with a gangster, I bend you on a counter (Hey)
Runnin’ through these bands, you can never trust these hoes
I ain’t fuckin’ with a fan, nigga, knowin’ that’s a no (No)
Stand up like a man when the world get cold (Man)
Spray him with a tan, why he thought I was a hoe? (Why?)
Jet goin’ Thailand, when I got a show (Thailand)
Learn how to finance when I got a load (Woo)
Took her out a Scion, put her in a Rolls (Rolls)
Shit is not science, get a bankroll (Go)
Verse
Porsche panoramic, she know I do damage (Go)
My watch white ceramic, give gifts like I’m Santa (Santa)
Northside Atlanta, red like a Panda (North)
Servin’ that raw, dirty Diana (Raw)
Shawty too raw, fucked her on camera (Hey)
Four-hundred-thou’ when I bought the Phantom (Woo)
Open your door, hoe, and show me your manners (Hoe)
Where would I be if I didn’t have Atlanta? (Yeah)
Smoke what you want, then I blow out his candles (Yeah)
If that’s what he want, fuck it, that’s what he get (Fuck it)
I bought a Lambo’ and snatched up a kit (Skrrt)
She pull her phone out, it’s makin’ me glitch (Hey)
Before I had hits, I was hittin’ a lick (Hits)
Before I got rich, I had gang in this bitch (Gang)
Codeine dreaming, there was pain in them sips (Drank)
Gave her my hoodie, then called her a Lyft (Woo)
She know I’m not lame, I got racks in the bank, I got thirty-four chains (Thirty)
All of this pain, I’ma fuck around and blink (Pain)
I got no one to talk to, no one to exchange (Nobody)
None of my words, callin’ up Murk, had to check in on Jerz
My son is wave, I know how to surf (Wave)
Life is a maze, better learn how it work (Maze)
We move in silence, we boardin’ the bird

outubro 21, 2023

Offset – HOP ON THE VAN Lyrics

Offset – HOP ON THE VAN ( Lyrics) Letra OFFSETYRN Offset – HOP ON THE VAN ( Lyrics Letra)
Murder in my soul, heart, heart is cold 4x

Hop out the, hop out the, hop out the
Hop out the van, I shoot (Hoo-hoo)
Hop out the van, I shoot (Hoo-hoo)
Hop out the van, I shoot (Hoo-hoo)
Hop out the van, I shoot (Hoo-hoo)
Hop out the van, I shoot (Hoo-hoo)
Hop out the van, I shoot (Hoo-hoo)
Hop out the van, I shoot (Hoo-hoo)
Hop out the van, I shoot

Like it’s my birthday
I just went and copped me a new AK
Sent my dog up the road some JPay (Hey)
I had two pretty hoes the tre way (Woo)
Brand new Birkin a Kelly for baby (Birkin)
Spent that money she never gon’ go away (Hey)
Caught a opp, now the Glock is a throw away (Bow)
I got racks in the wall in the doorway (Racks)
I’m too rich, I might have to go murder for hire (Hire)
Murder for hire (Hire)
Murder for hire
You know that the murder rate high (Bow-bow-bow)
Murder for hire (Hey)
Murder for hire (Hey)
Murder for hire (Hey)
You know that the murder rate high (Brrt)

Murder in my soul, heart, heart is cold
Murder in my soul, heart, heart is cold
Murder in my soul, heart, heart is cold
Murder in my soul, heart, heart is cold

Tell that bitch to get the drop
Skoo
Drop
Skoo
Drop
Skoo
Drop
Skoo
Get the drop
Skoo
Drop
Skoo
Drop
Skoo
Drop
Skoo

Murder in my soul, heart, heart is cold
Murder in my soul, heart, heart is cold
Murder in my soul, heart, heart is cold
Murder in my soul, heart, heart is cold

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outubro 21, 2023

Offset – I’m On Lyrics

Offset – I’m On ( Lyrics Letra) Letra OFFSETYRN Offset – I’m On ( Lyrics Letra)
Chorus
I’m on, I can meet a bitch the same day and take her home (Home)
They know that I’m gifted, I’m the one that’s on my own (Own)
Nigga, stop the switchin’, cleared my vision, now we grown (Grown)
I been on my mission, run my digits, then I’m gone (Gone on ‘em)
Wanna go back home (Gone on ‘em)
Man, I feel like I be so alone (Phew)
Mama say, “Be strong” (Strong)
When you is the king of the throne (Hey)

Verse 1
Niggas come and stab you in the back with a smile (Smile)
Niggas turn to rats when it’s time for the trial (Trial)
I’ma get it back every time, every time
I’m a mastermind, I’ma grind ‘til I’m dyin’ (Grind)
I’ma get the money, I’ma find it even blind
Felt it in my stomach, he was hatin’, I was shinin’
Knew I was the one when I was sellin’ nicks and dimes (Knew I was the one, yeah)
When it all falls, don’t be blamin’ nobody (Falls)
Had to stand tall on my own and keep it solid (Solid)
Contract didn’t seem right, I bought myself up out it (Out it)
Man, I think it’s time for me to gon’ and go Buggati (Skrrt)
Throwin’ money on your body (Yeah)
Pop the G6 and it feel like Molly (Molly)
VIP list, this ain’t for everybody (VIP list)
Chorus
I’m on, I can meet a bitch the same day and take her home (Home)
They know that I’m gifted, I’m the one that’s on my own (Own)
Nigga, stop the switchin’, cleared my vision, now we grown (Grown)
I been on my mission, run my digits, then I’m gone (I’m gone on ‘em)
Wanna go back home (Gone on ‘em)
Man, I feel like I be so alone (Gone on ‘em)
Mama say, “Be strong” (Strong)
When you is the king of the throne

Verse 2
Runnin’ to the racks ‘til my legs ‘bout to fall off (Fall off)
I been doin’ this shit for a minute, I won’t fall off (Fall off)
Granddaddy seventy, still sleepin’ with his sawed-off (Bah)
Then I bought Ferrari, I decided to take the top off (Skrrt)
I decide to knock a opp off (Bah)
I can’t go to sleep, I pop a Xan’ just to nod off (Xan’)
Shawty fine as hell, but she a fan, can’t get knocked off (Fan)
Know I’m walkin’ ‘round with all these bands, don’t get popped off (Bands)
Yeah, and you know I’m walkin’ ‘round this bitch with them blues (Blues)
Diamonds on her wrist and I done blew the bitch cool (Ha)
She can’t believe who she fuckin’, she don’t know how to move (Sh)
I don’t got no timing (No)
I ain’t tryna teach her how to whinin’ and dinin’ (Dinin’)
Just because she shinin’, don’t mean she a diamond (Diamond)
I ain’t blinded, I know what goin’ on
Chorus
I’m on, I can meet a bitch the same day and take her home (Home)
They know that I’m gifted, I’m the one that’s on my own (Yeah)
Nigga, stop the switchin’, cleared my vision, now we grown (Grown)
I been on my mission, run my digits, then I’m gone (Gone on ‘em)
Wanna go back home (Gone on ‘em)
Man, I feel like I be so alone (Gone on ‘em)
Mama say, “Be strong” (Strong)
When you is the king of the throne (Hey)

Outro
I can meet a bitch the same day and take her home
Nigga, stop the switchin’, cleared my vision, now we grown
They know that I’m gifted, I’m the one that’s on my own
I been on my mission, run my digits, then I’m gone
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outubro 21, 2023

Offset & Cardi B – Freaky Lyrics

Offset & Cardi B – Freaky ( Lyrics Letra) Letra OFFSETYRN Offset & Cardi B – Freaky ( Lyrics )
I’m freaky
Freak, freak, I’m freaky
Freak, freak, freakeo
Freak, freak, freaky hoe
All this ass that I got, man, I should throw it (Woo)
You ain’t had a bitch this bad, and, boy, you know it (Woo)
All this ass, I can’t keep it to myself (Woo)
Boy, come and lick this ice cream ‘fore it melt (Woo)

Freak, freak, it’s freaky (Freaky)
Freak, freak, it’s freaky (Freaky)
Freak, freak, freakeo
Freak, freak, freakeo

If that bitch is not a freak, then she ain’t nothin’ (Nothin’)
Kick that bitch up out the spot if she ain’t buzzin’ (Buzzin’)
I’m a rich nigga, man, I’m filthy (Filthy)
Make a bitch baby daddy wanna kill me (Hey)

Freak, freak, it’s freaky (Freaky)
Freak, freak, it’s freaky (Freaky)
Freak, freak, freakeo
Freak, freak, freakeo

All this cash, bitch, you know I’m ‘bout to blow it (Blow it)
I’ma catch it when you throw it (Throw it)
Spend a bag in Chanel, it don’t hurt me (CC)
Water runnin’ down my leg like a jet ski (Ski)
I get freaky lick, her nipple, make her breastfeed (Feed)
He ain’t spendin’ nothin’, I told the bitch to text me (Hey)
Freak, freak, she freaky (Woo)
Fuck it, take her shoppin’ on GP (Hey)
Freaky, top me off on Peach Street (Woo)
Bad bitch, you know that shit ain’t rent free (Bad)
Birkin, color purple, Oprah Winfrey (Oprah)
Pop it, twerk it, baby, go up on yo’ friend feed (Hey)

Freak, freak, it’s freaky (Freaky)
Freak, freak, it’s freaky (Freaky)
Freak, freak, freakeo
Freak, freak, freakeo
All this ass that I got, man, I should throw it (Woo)
You ain’t had a bitch this bad, and, boy, you know it (Woo)
All this ass, I can’t keep it to myself (Woo)
Boy, come and lick this ice cream ‘fore it melt (Woo)

That’s a fact, nigga, this shit is fat, nigga (Fat)
If I throw it at you, I hope you can catch, nigga (Catch)
I’ma wrap my legs around one of you rap niggas (Wrap)
Don’t you know this pussy pump out platinum plaques, nigga (Bat-bat-bat)
Hella freaky, diamond VV (Ha)
Pussy clean, hella squeaky (Clean, woo)
Bitch bad, Bella, Gigi (Woo)
All this Chanel, they call me CC (Woo)

I put some water on her, she put some water on me (Splash)
I think her body a drug, man, I’m ‘bout to OD (Hey)
I told her call all her friends, we PJ right to the sea (Woo)
I give her money to spend, money to buy a boutique (Racks)
Freak bitches, stop playin’ like you don’t eat bitches (Stop)
Ran up me a hundred, now they speak different (Huh?)
Tan, took her to Bali, on the beach with her (Bali)
Fuckin’ with the boss nigga, not the cheap nigga
Fly, had to take her shoppin’, suck that dick until she cried (Cried)
I’m not a stingy nigga, fly her to Dubai (Let’s go)
I don’t know who better, her or her friend, that shit a tie (Who? Who?)
Put that pussy on me, I’ll make sure you survive

All this ass that I got, man, I should throw it (Woo)
You ain’t had a bitch this bad, and, boy, you know it (Woo)
All this ass, I can’t keep it to myself (Woo)
Boy, come and lick this ice cream ‘fore it melt (Woo)

Freak, freak, it’s freaky (Freaky)
Freak, freak, it’s freaky (Freaky)
Freak, freak, freakeo
Freak, freak, freakeo
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outubro 21, 2023

Offset & Future – Broad Day Lyrics

Offset & Future – Broad Day ( Lyrics Letra) Letra OFFSETYRN Offset & Future – Broad Day ( Lyrics )
Mask on, thirty piece

Mask on, thirty piece (Mask)
Got it out the mud, we was servin’ P’s (Servin’ P’s)
If you from the streets, you probably heard of me (Heard of me)
Fuck that, nigga, certainly (Hey!)

Catch a body, broad day, shoot him in a hallway
Coroner one call away, dump his body in a lake
Fuck her on my off day, I’ve been ballin’, All-State
Me and brodie made a play like the NCAA

Fuck nigga, I’m havin’, I’m clearin’ two-hundred thou’ a day (Hey!)
Ducked off, I’m makin’ my millions, you niggas in the way (Way)
I tell the bitch to go and shop with it, here go ‘bout 20k (Here)
I know she kind of bi with it, but scared to say she gay (Ah yeah, ah yeah)
Hope God forgive my sins, I’ve been really tryna win, yeah (Ah yeah, ah yeah)
I keep a cool killer look, my bitch be mad ‘cause I don’t grin, yeah (Smile)
Police pull me over tryna profile (Police)
They can’t catch me, I’ma keep the dope right at the dope house (Dope)
Soon as I landed, five hours, now we ain’t got no pounds (Don’t)
It was rainin’ money showers, better not bring your hoe out (Don’t)
Money bring a lot of power till the money go down
I was knockin’ at the door and then I kicked the door down (Kick door)
Hundred thousand, ten times, million dollar program (M’s)
I don’t fuck with niggas pickin’ sides, niggas dickridin’ (Hey!)

Mask on, thirty piece (Mask)
Got it out the mud, we was servin’ P’s (Servin’ P’s)
If you from the streets, you probably heard of me (Heard of me)
Fuck that, nigga, certainly

Catch a body, broad day, shoot him in a hallway
Coroner one call away, dump his body in a lake
Fuck her on my off day, I’ve been ballin’, All-State
Me and brodie made a play like the NCAA

Thirty piece on me, I got my new Chanel mask on
Rap didn’t work, I’d be hood rich gettin’ my roll on
Soon as that right price on your head, you get shit on
Free my niggas straight from out the fed, one’s got told on (Hold up)
Rap niggas’ll kidnap and murder in the broad day (Hold up)
For a little cash, you can get a nigga violated (Straight up)
All red Atlanta Hawk chinchilla, okay (Okay)
Feet kicked up like a big killer, okay (Killer)
I got the whole world poppin’, G6
Choppa go rrrt off of reflex
I’m with all the savages and heathens
Bitch hide that dope in her cleavage
Murder squad gon’ murder shit, that’s all I know (Murder)
All I got is shooters, no friends like V Lone (Super)
Put a NCAA gym in my home (Super)
75 North, nigga, my money that long
They gon’ roll like a stone (Pluto)

Mask on, thirty piece (Mask)
Got it out the mud, we was servin’ P’s (Servin’ P’s)
If you from the streets, you probably heard of me (Heard of me)
Fuck that, nigga, certainly

Catch a body, broad day, shoot him in a hallway
Coroner one call away, dump his body in a lake
Fuck her on my off day, I’ve been ballin’, All-State
Me and brodie made a play like the NCAA

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outubro 21, 2023

Lil Durk, Stray Kids – All My Life Lyrics

Lil Durk, Stray Kids – All My Life ( Lyrics Letra) Letra Lil Durk Lil Durk, Stray Kids – All My Life ( Lyrics Letra)
Durkio told me he been on some positive shit, yeah, yeah
Lately, I just wanna show up and body some shit, yeah, yeah
Always been a lil’ mathematician, lately, it’s cash I’m gettin’
Got me losin’ count of these bags, I’ve been movin’ too fast
Hard times don’t last, ‘member when cops harassed
Talkin’ out my ass, boy, you ain’t shit but a bitch with a badge

All my life (all my life)
They been tryin’ to keep me down (they been tryna keep me down)
All this time (all this time)
Never thought I would make it out (never thought I’d make it out)
They couldn’t break me, they couldn’t break me (no, no)
They couldn’t take me, they couldn’t take me (no)
All my life (all my life)
They been tryin’ to keep me down (they been tryna keep me down)

I decided I had to finish
But the media called me a menace
I done sat with the mayor and politicians, I’m tryna change the image
You can’t blame my past no more, I come from the trenches
Some said I’d never be a superstar, but I know I’m different (no, no, no)
I’m The Voice, but the system ain’t give me a choice
Know some people that’s still unemployed
I know a felon who tryna get FOID
Child support your only support
For a visit, I’m goin’ through courts
Went to jail, they was chainin’ me up
And you know that I’m famous as fuck
See how you gon’ joke about stimulus
But they really had came in the clutch
I know some kids wanna hurt theyself
Stop tryna take drugs, I refer to myself
Tryna better myself, tryna better my health, but

First-generation ghetto nigga
Cole World, hello, niggas
Made it out the city with my head on straight
Niggas keep shootin’ up the lead out
Young Jordan Peele, gotta get out
And the shit that I spit out
Is a cheat code like I’m facin’ a RICO
And how a nigga put a hit out
And another one, and, and another one
I got like a hundred of ‘em
‘Bout to lap niggas, so they think they ahead of me
But I’m really in front of them
Now some of them fumblin’ they bags
Fuckin’ up the little crumbs that they had
A reminder to humble yourself
This shit could be gone in an instant
Me, I’m runnin’ long distance, all pistons firin’
I been stuck between maybe retirin’
And feelin’ like I’m just not hittin’ my prime
These days seein’ rappers be dyin’
Way before they even gettin’ they shine
I never even heard of lil’ buddy
Till somebody murdered lil’ buddy
Now I’m on the phone, searchin’ lil’ buddy name
Got to playin’ his tunes
All day in my room, thinkin’: Damn
This shit wicked, to get they names buzzin’
Some niggas just gotta go lay in a tomb
And media thirsty for clicks
I got a new rule
If you ain’t never posted a rapper when he was alive
You can’t post about him after he get hit
It’s simple, it’s the principle
On any tempo, I’m invincible
Don’t even rap, I just vent to you
I rather that than an interview most days
Fuck ‘em all like I’m goin’ through a ho’ phase
Young nigga shoot out the whip like road rage
I pray all of my dawgs stay so paid
And the only thing that kill ‘em is old age

outubro 19, 2023

Oblivion’s Mighty Trash – R4PSTAR Lyrics

Oblivion’s Mighty Trash – R4PSTAR (audio oficial) Letra Oblivion’s Mighty Trash Oblivion’s Mighty Trash – R4PSTAR (audio oficial)
Intro
Perro, usted sabe que les doy clases a todos
Hmh, yo
Maquia’ ese visaje
Me tramó re harto ese taller, gonorrea (Pa-pa-pa-pa)
Me dejó esa piroba moto, re mostra (Pa-pa-pa-pa)
Una bala esa piroba
¿No? ¿Cómo sería, papá? (What the fuck)
Usted sabe que solo son pa’ las carreras, a mi no me trama el hurto ni nada; ni el sicariato ni nada; ni el fleteo, gonorrea. (Prrrrrr)
A mi no me trama eso, solo las carreritas
Pero sin palabras, papá ¿Sabe qué? (Check, check)
Verso 1
Check it out
We gotta makе it out (Make it)
El verano no regrеsa ni en el norte ni en el south (En el south)
Exploro esquinas sucias como un niño boy Scout
Mientras bobos dan conciertos con el mic desconecta’o (What?)
Pegale a un peso pesa’o, y se te parte el brazo al contacto (Yeah)
Escupir y hacer la tula si es rapear al contrato (Uh)
Expreso si confio, con espías no trato (No, no)
Te paso la candela, pues mi sol no comparto
Y tengo (What)
Dos diablos atrás de mi, cargan maleficios (Yeah)
Yo se lo que va a decir, always tan preciso (Uh)
Ojos rojos carmesí, prácticas de esquizo (What?)
Con el tiempo yo adquirí un carisma exquisito (Yeah)
La jeta me huele a humo, ¡Ja! (Uh)
Me comí todo mi estrés al desayuno, uh (Uh-uh-uh)
Me jodiste en un momento inoportuno
Yo- voy compitiendo desde que jugaba al UNO
And, you know (You know)

Verso 2
Tanto complique para hacer cosas tan básicas (Yo)
Y yo con pistas clásicas desde un techo de lámina, ¡Ja! (Damn)
Me falta el odio cuando me sobra la orgánica (Uh-huh)
Me subo al podio y tengo vista panorámica (Wuh)
Esa fanática me habla un toque dramática (Yeah)
Me busca el lado pa’ que le siga la plática, ¡Ja!
Me sé esa táctica, yo tengo práctica (What, uh-huh)
Me vuelo al toque en una nave intergaláctica
Yo no me encuentro saludándote, no hay por qué (Na, na)
Si ya tengo a tu gyal cantando en el cuarto (Uh)
Te- sigo haciendo moral pa’l chorro y vaca pa’ comer (What)
Yo sigo igual, ¿No ves?
Andá pa’lla, ome
Pre-coro
La misma mierda de siempre, ¡No nos pueden comprar! (Uh-huh)
Mi fai’ rayado en el vientre, ¡M y H na’ más! (M y H)
Contaminando el ambiente, ¡No me pueden matar!
Bajo la luna creciente, ¡No me pueden cazar! (What?)

Coro
Ey, ey
I’m a rap-star, not a pop-star (Not a pop-star)
Fundiendo bafles desde el páramo a la costa (A la costa)
No hablen de filos si el cuchillo no les corta
Me dicen: “¿Qué me importa?”, y les digo: “Coman torta” (¡Ja, ja!)

Puente
Niño, I’m a rap-star, not a pop-star
No, no; I’m a rap-star, not a pop-star (Star)
Huh, I’m a rap-star, not a pop-star (Wuh-wuh, yo-yo)
¿Que qué? ¿Qué? ¿Qué? ¿Qué? (Not a pop-star)

Coro
Ey, I’m a rap-star, not a pop-star (Not a pop-star)
I’m a rap-star, not a pop-star (Not a pop-star)
Niño, I’m a rap-star, not a pop-star (Nada de eso)
No hablen de filo si el cuchillo no les corta (Yeah)
Ey, I’m a rap-star, not a pop-star (Not a pop-star)
I’m a rap-star, not a pop-star (Nada de esa mierda)
Niño, I’m a rap-star, not a pop-star (Nada, uh)
No hablen de filo si el cuchillo no les corta (Adiós)
Outro
What? Fucked this niggas up
Wuh, wuh, wuh, huh, yeah
Oblivion’s in this, bitch
Shout-out Saygi, yo
Shout-out Mocho, shout-out SAI
Shout-out los parceros, shout-out las parceras; les parceres

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outubro 19, 2023

Djonga – Da Lua feat. @VEIGH e Lisboa Letra

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Há quanto tempo a gente vive assim
Um pra lá um pra cá,
Jogando solto tipo Ronaldinho,
E querendo atacar,
Um ao outro
Dormir agarradinho. . .
Sem ninguém pra atrasar !
Te quero meu anjo querubim ,
Cê precisa aceitar !

Que nós dois junto é fora do normal,
Que a gente combina mais que Belo e Gracyanne,
Igual havaiano e camisa floral,
Tipo um sábio japonês e o origami,
E descobri nada é mais letal,
Que seu olhar dizendo,
A roupa tira e o resto bota,
O arroba fica porta fora
Aqui é nós dois igual

Me desculpa a sinceridade
Baby eu tenho que partir
Já passou da hora, não me liga agora
Já não quero mais te ouvir
A noite foi boa, foi
Vou querer voltar depois, não sei
É que eu sou da rua
Da lua
Da rua

Ultimamente a gente briga igual esquerda e direita,
Eu quero seu peito e você só me peita,
Tu quer o remédio eu não tenho receita,
Plantou distância, imagina a colheita
Plantei desapego
Só que não apago,
O ciúme que dá quando te vejo com eles,
Nós é inverno russo tá frio a meses,
terceiros no que fizemos a dois e,
Dá um trago , liga e me diz que sempre quis,
Que nosso barco partisse desse cais,
Uma jornada bem longe desse caos,
Contando as milhas em casas decimais
Contando as milhas

Me diz quem você quer que eu seja
Eu até sou um bom ator
Se eu compro flores pras mulheres que eu gosto
Imagina o que eu faço para as mulheres que eu amo
É que nenhuma outra faz eu perder meu foco
Faz eu perder meu tempo,
Faz eu mudar meus planos
A não ser você.

Só pra deixar fácil a decisão
Te dou tudo que você quiser
Mesmo que não vá ouvir um não
Confiança é um tiro no pé
Por mais que eu saiba que garotas
Às vezes são um pouco complicadas
Por mais certo que eu esteja disso,
Ela nunca aceita tá errada.
Ela é da rua
Da lua
Da rua
É que você nua
Noite escura
Minha cura

Desce mais
Um pouco,
Bem aí,
Tô Louco
Nós não sabe se amar,
Mas isso aqui faz bem,
Faz bem
Já tamo quase lá

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outubro 18, 2023

Ninja da Quebrada – (AnimeVerse) | Especial 3M Pt.2 Letra Sid | MHRAP

Ninja da Quebrada 🤙 (AnimeVerse) | Especial 3M Pt.2 | Lyrics Sid | MHRAP Letra MHRAP Ninja da Quebrada 🤙 (AnimeVerse) | Especial 3M Pt.2 | Lyrics Sid | MHRAP
Eu te avisei que ia dominar essa parada
E você ia rebolar na minha cara
Nem vem com essa que eu sei que cê duvidava
E hoje tá jogando só pro ninja da quebrada (ye, ye, ye, ye)
Menina safada, eu, posso te dar o luxo que cê tanto procurava (ye, ye, ye, ye)
Paga de malvada, mas vive jogando só pro ninja da quebrada!

Pode me chamar de Nerd Gangsta
Só porque eu vivo e curto anime cê rotula minha vivência
Que se foda se cê vive de aparência
Essa parada, corre na minha veia e faz parte da minha essência
Eu não preciso provar nada pra ninguém
Eu tô pouco me fudendo se cê não é gang, gang, gang, gang

Akatsuki na chain
Meu nome brilha na corren’
Passado foi foda eu me lembro bem
Acelero um jeep eu tô sempre além
Já falei que cê não bota fé
Que eu fiz isso girar do nada, e não bota fé que eu virei na caminhada

Muita wave em mim
Mhzin o do flowzin
Vibe, Super Saiyajin
Drink azul, pra deixar nóis malvadin
E o cabelin às vezes purple, blue ou green ou
Quando tá red, ela me pede (pede) que eu tire ela da bad (bad)

Marra, estilo, drip, vibe (yeah) dizem que eu tenho
E ela tá visualizando qual que é meu desempenho
Ei mano, cê faz essa porra? É rap de desenho
Fala isso pro paco de grana que eu tô fazendo!

Sim, expandindo metas e meu jeito de viver
Se jogar no meu domínio que cê vai subir e descer!
Quando eu rimo (prr) o meu ki já começa a crescer
Pique o chefe, rei do trap eu sou diferente (ye, ye, ye!)
Sempre no estúdio fazendo meu som, pra vagabundo falar que não é bom
Não importa a modalidade eu continuo tendo o memo dom
Meu flow desliza nessas curvas eu vejo isso no detalhe
Se ela não gosta de anime Mhzin anima o baile (baile)

Eu te avisei que ia dominar essa parada
E você ia rebolar na minha cara
Nem vem com essa que eu sei que cê duvidava
E hoje tá jogando só pro ninja da quebrada (ye, ye, ye, ye)
Menina safada eu, posso te dar o luxo que cê tanto procurava (ye, ye, ye, ye)
Paga de malvada, mas vive jogando só pro ninja da quebrada!

Pode me chamar de Nerd Gangsta
Só por que eu vivo e curto anime cê rotula minha vivência
Que se foda se cê vive de aparência
Essa parada, corre na minha veia e faz parte da minha essência
Eu não preciso provar nada pra ninguém
Eu tô pouco me fudendo se cê não é gang, gang, gang, gang

Akatsuki na chain
Meu nome brilha na corren’
Passado foi foda eu me lembro bem
Acelero um jeep eu tô sempre além
Já falei que cê não bota fé
Que eu fiz isso girar do nada
E não bota fé que eu sou O Ninja da Quebrada
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