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  • El seismo – Ayax letra

    Letra Ayax – El seismo

    Con una producción de Gabriel Escobar
    Es la mente, la que tira la piedra no la mano
    la hoguera no quema brujas si no la prende el humano
    chavales de after con caras largas
    con un cristal que hace amar cuando lengua amarga
    una vida próspera y fructífera yo espero pero
    compro papeletas para ir al matadero
    debo estar cambiando yo así no soy
    el psiquiatra dice que estoy madurando y ya no voy
    nena te conozco mejor a ti que a mí mismo
    tú eras el tranquilo en el pal yo el seismo
    nada es como antes yo siempre me mojo
    me criaste con cuervos yo te saque los ..
    la calle, maldita calle, la calle
    dame un trujo hermano voy de lujo ni te rayes
    miserables, ser feliz imposible, nacer terrible
    la muerte amigable versuri-lyrics.info
    voy a envenarme castigarme deslucirme
    dejan joven tabar dedicarme revivirme
    mira cuando pase ponte firme no me llores
    más firme que un fibrel delante de Sofia Loren
    brother mie estamos en apuros
    soy un niño de Pink Floyd que ha pasado el muro
    me torturaste ayer ahora es mío el futuro
    ahhh eso te acojona, a mí me sabe a gloria
    Marty McFly sin Doc ni Delorian.

    Minerva quiero cumplir contigo me enerva
    no ser más sabio más humilde
    sabes que no es sencillo si todos los días son grises
    quiero que me avises cuando llegue a mi sumum
    que queden las mejores letras que haya en mi baul
    esa es mi actitud de que todo es mejorable
    mi mayor cruz mi virtud mas notable
    hable de lo que hable se me atora el coraloca
    échame un cable y no me mires más la copa
    quiero una botella fumarme unas esporas
    enemigas las horas
    lo que me llaman vicio no lo sé ni yo ni ella
    solo una mujer me va a dejar huella
    cenizas de Pompeya
    y un impertinente víctima de su soberbia
    aprieta los dientes siempre que veo que llega
    solo mirar sus ojos me da ansiedad
    pruebas de verdad que te pone la vida
    es el caminante y no la sombra el que camina
    fue la alfombra no Aladdin el que salvó a Jazmina
    quiero que me digas cuántas veces has huído
    en qué frecuencia aumentaron tus latidos primooo.
    Ayax letras
    Video seismo


  • Future – Use Me (Hndrxx Album)

    [Chorus]
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh

    [Bridge]
    Tools, tools, I keep them tools
    I keep them tools, tools
    I keep them tools, ooh
    These tools are for you to use
    These tools are for you to use me
    Oooh, use me, what you want me for
    Use me
    Oooh, use me, what you want me for
    Use me
    Yeah, oh, use me, ooh-ooh
    Use me what you want me for

    [Verse 1]
    Yes to the tights that you like, they are see-through
    Guess you can rock those when even I don’t see you
    Who piss you off, baby? Tell me, what he do?
    I’ll call your ex if you really want me to
    I’ll grab your whip and take it back to Chi-Town
    When I’m in Chi-Town, I treat it like it’s my town
    I’ll scoop your son up from your baby daddy
    From this point on, you don’t have to deal with talkin’

    [Chorus]
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
    Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
    Any way, you can

    [Verse 2]
    Thousand karats on my hand, ’bout to get xanned out
    I can always lean on these bands when niggas is not around
    I got an AK on my shoulder, my trigger finger hot
    I feel like Pink Floyd with the lean out
    I feel like Pretty Boy, Money Team out
    Kissin’ on the water with my chains out
    My life is more effective than a cocaine drop
    Cause I was trappin’ at Grandma’s house when I came out
    I said "Fuck the streets" and made my own lane now
    When you get high enough, you can dodge raindrops
    And tell your momma and your daddy you in a gang now

    [Chorus]
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
    Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
    Tell me what you’re usin’ me for

    [Outro]
    Use me to make me better
    Oh, yeah you can use me
    Use me, then use me
    Then you better, then you better
    Use me
    Use me….
    Use me….


  • Future – Use Me

    [Chorus]
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh

    [Bridge]
    Tools, tools, I keep them tools
    I keep them tools, tools
    I keep them tools, ooh
    These tools are for you to use
    These tools are for you to use me
    Oooh, use me, what you want me for
    Use me
    Oooh, use me, what you want me for
    Use me
    Yeah, oh, use me, ooh-ooh
    Use me what you want me for

    [Verse 1]
    Yes to the tights that you like, they are see-through
    Guess you can rock those when even I don’t see you
    Who piss you off, baby? Tell me, what he do?
    I’ll call your ex if you really want me to
    I’ll grab your whip and take it back to Chi-Town
    When I’m in Chi-Town, I treat it like it’s my town
    I’ll scoop your son up from your baby daddy
    From this point on, you don’t have to deal with talkin’

    [Chorus]
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
    Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
    Any way, you can

    [Verse 2]
    Thousand karats on my hand, ’bout to get xanned out
    I can always lean on these bands when niggas is not around
    I got an AK on my shoulder, my trigger finger hot
    I feel like Pink Floyd with the lean out
    I feel like Pretty Boy, Money Team out
    Kissin’ on the water with my chains out
    My life is more effective than a cocaine drop
    Cause I was trappin’ at Grandma’s house when I came out
    I said "Fuck the streets" and made my own lane now
    When you get high enough, you can dodge raindrops
    And tell your momma and your daddy you in a gang now

    [Chorus]
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
    Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
    Tell me what you’re usin’ me for

    [Outro]
    Use me to make me better
    Oh, yeah you can use me
    Use me, then use me
    Then you better, then you better
    Use me
    Use me….
    Use me….


  • Use me – Future lyrics

    Lyrics Future – Use me

    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, ohhh.(use me)

    Tools, tools, I keep them tools
    I keep them tools, tools
    I keep them tools, ooh
    These tools are for you to use
    These tools are for you to use me
    Oooh, use me, what you want me for
    Use me versuri-lyrics.info
    Oooh, use me, what you want me for
    Use meee
    Yeah, oh, use me, ooh-ooh
    Use me what you want me for.

    Yes to the tights that you like, they are see-through
    Guess you can rock those when even I don’t see you
    Who piss you off, baby? Tell me, what he do?
    I’ll call your ex if you really want me to
    I’ll grab your whip and take it back to Chi-Town
    When I’m in Chi-Town, I treat it like it’s my town
    I’ll scoop your son up from your baby daddy
    From this point on, you don’t have to deal with talkin’.

    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
    Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
    Any way, you can.

    Thousand karats on my hand, ’bout to get xanned out
    I can always lean on these bands when niggas is not around
    I got an AK on my shoulder, my trigger finger hot
    I feel like Pink Floyd with the lean out
    I feel like Pretty Boy, Money Team out
    Kissin’ on the water with my chains out
    My life is more effective than a cocaine drop
    Cause I was trappin’ at Grandma’s house when I came out
    I said “f*ck the streets” and made my own lane now
    When you get high enough, you can dodge raindrops
    And tell your momma and your daddy you in a gang now.

    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
    Just so you know, I need you to know how to use meee
    Tell me what you’re usin’ me for.

    Use meee to make me better
    Oh, yeah you can use meee
    Use me, then use meee
    Then you better, then you better
    Use meee
    Use meee
    Use meee.
    Future lyrics
    Video me


  • Future – Use Me Lyrics

    [Chorus]
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh

    [Bridge]
    Tools, tools, I keep them tools
    I keep them tools, tools
    I keep them tools, ooh
    These tools are for you to use
    These tools are for you to use me
    Oooh, use me, what you want me for
    Use me
    Oooh, use me, what you want me for
    Use me
    Yeah, oh, use me, ooh-ooh
    Use me what you want me for

    [Verse 1]
    Yes to the tights that you like, they are see-through
    Guess you can rock those when I don’t see you
    Who piss you off, baby? Tell me, what he do?
    I’ll call your ex if you really want me to
    I’ll grab your whip and take it back to Chi-Town
    When I’m in Chi-Town, I treat it like it’s my town
    I’ll scoop your son up from your baby daddy
    From this point on, you don’t have to deal with talkin’

    [Chorus]
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
    Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
    Any way, you can

    [Verse 2]
    Thousand karats on my hand, ’bout to get Xan’d out
    I can always lean on these bands when niggas is not around
    I got an AK on my shoulder, my trigger finger hot
    I feel like Pink Floyd with the lean out
    I feel like Pretty Boy, Money Team out
    Kissin’ on the water with my chains out

    My life is more effective than a cocaine drop
    ‘Cause I was trappin’ at grandma’s house when I came out
    I said, “Fuck the streets, ” and made made my own lane now
    When you get high enough you can dodge raindrops
    And tell your mama and your daddy you in a gang now

    [Chorus]
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
    You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
    You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
    Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
    Tell me what you’re usin’ me for

    [Outro]
    Use me to make me better
    Oh, yeah you can use me
    Use me, then use me
    Then you better, then you better
    Use me
    Use me….
    Use me….


  • Mally Mall – Where You At (feat. French Montana, 2 Chainz & Iamsu!)

    [Intro]
    Mally Mall

    [Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?

    [Verse 1: French Montana]
    Rock star, Pink Floyd every night
    Get the Floyd money, nigga every night
    24k gold on me every night
    Blow European toy money every night (skrt)
    Blow a mil and I make it back
    Catch me in the drop top, ceilin’ back
    Niggas throw shots, know we hit ’em back
    At the top where we sittin’ at
    Me and Mall back to back Wraith
    Tell your bitch we got no space
    Wavy like a sail boat
    Fight night right by the rope
    You wanna freestyle? I’m tryna stay free
    Shots of Rose for the AP
    Watch rocked up, gon’ climb on it
    Blew 100 then I blew another 5 on it

    [Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?

    [Verse 2: IAmSu!]
    A heartbreaking gangster
    Paid for mobster
    I promise to never take her for steak and lobster
    Baby I’m a player, gotta take precaution
    I take dates with options on a flight to Boston
    And every flight first class
    Hit JR, get a front pass
    And at the top it’s just us now
    Mally plugged me on the Rollie, it’s a bust down (clean)
    In the Ritz like anywhere I touch down
    Hoes used to diss us and they tryna fuck now
    She in love with the high, not the come down
    Party out in Vegas, let me take you to the compound
    My life is a movie and I do my own stunts now
    It’s flood Uzi and every bar is like (?)
    And the smoke got my eyes on kung-pao
    Did it for the Bay, got the world goin’ dumb now

    [Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?


  • Mally Mall – Where You At (feat. French Montana, 2 Chainz & Iamsu!) letras

    [Intro]
    Mally Mall

    [Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?

    [Verse 1: French Montana]
    Rock star, Pink Floyd every night
    Get the Floyd money, nigga every night
    24k gold on me every night
    Blow European toy money every night (skrt)
    Blow a mil and I make it back
    Catch me in the drop top, ceilin’ back
    Niggas throw shots, know we hit ’em back
    At the top where we sittin’ at
    Me and Mall back to back Wraith
    Tell your bitch we got no space
    Wavy like a sail boat
    Fight night right by the rope
    You wanna freestyle? I’m tryna stay free
    Shots of Rose for the AP
    Watch rocked up, gon’ climb on it
    Blew 100 then I blew another 5 on it

    [Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?

    [Verse 2: IAmSu!]
    A heartbreaking gangster
    Paid for mobster
    I promise to never take her for steak and lobster
    Baby I’m a player, gotta take precaution
    I take dates with options on a flight to Boston
    And every flight first class
    Hit JR, get a front pass
    And at the top it’s just us now
    Mally plugged me on the Rollie, it’s a bust down (clean)
    In the Ritz like anywhere I touch down
    Hoes used to diss us and they tryna fuck now
    She in love with the high, not the come down
    Party out in Vegas, let me take you to the compound
    My life is a movie and I do my own stunts now
    It’s flood Uzi and every bar is like (?)
    And the smoke got my eyes on kung-pao
    Did it for the Bay, got the world goin’ dumb now

    [Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?
    We gettin’ bread by the stacks
    Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
    Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
    Where you from? Where you at?