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Sinners Prayer
36,908
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sinners Prayer fue lanzado el 18 de septiembre de 2020 por South Coast Music Group como parte del álbum Poetic Pain
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Fecha de lanzamiento18 de septiembre de 2020
Sello discográficoSouth Coast Music Group
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM90

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Toosii
Toosii
Voces
PlutoBrazy
PlutoBrazy
Programación
Saucii
Saucii
Programación
YoungTN
YoungTN
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Roland Hannah
Roland Hannah
Autoría
Naujour Grainger
Naujour Grainger
Autoría
Jalon Howard
Jalon Howard
Autoría
Thanush Perinpanesan
Thanush Perinpanesan
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Toosii
Toosii
Ingeniería
PlutoBrazy
PlutoBrazy
Producción
Saucii
Saucii
Producción
YoungTN
YoungTN
Producción
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Ingeniería de mezcla
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I killed what's a name
What, they want me to say it
All I been doing is praying
Load up the cutter and I got to the spraying
Do it again if a **** start playing
What's all that shit he was saying
The last **** won't, the last **** banged 'em
They think I'm pussy 'cause I sing a lil bit, bitch I'm dangerous
Ain't never had a shootout wit Tydre, but bitch I'm bangin'
Ain't never had a shootout wit JBlyck, I know he bangin'
They know Amp my right hand man, he say the word, I get to swangin'
My chain it clang when I'm aiming
Got five star bangers
Her pussy so good, said, think she might just be a angel
Get the drop and let off shots, he get shot, he a angel
Get the drop and let off shots, he get shot from all angles
[Verse 2]
Do whatever for Johnny
I just went to Johnny Dang
I went for one thing, but I walked out with a lot of things
I guess I like seeing blood, no vampire, I'ma cop fangs
Tell the hoe to move over rover, you ain't throwing pussy, I ain't copping Range
You don't blow the brain, I won't cop a rang
She not mine, she don't got my name
She got needy, I did her wrong, she got came on
She wanted the bag 'cause she knew I'ma blow like napalm, I striked her
I'ma just one night her, I won't wife her, don't like her
I ain't met a bitch like Samone, I might make her mine
I might leave everybody alone, I be making too much time
Shots ring when they slide
And yeah, somebody died, I ain't cried
They told me get a job, I got money, now they wanna ride
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I killed what's a name
What, they want me to say it
All I been doing is praying
Load up the cutter and I got to the spraying
Do it again if a **** start playing
What's all that shit he was saying
The last **** won't, the last **** banged 'em
They think I'm pussy 'cause I sing a lil bit, bitch I'm dangerous
Ain't never had a shootout wit Tydre, but bitch I'm bangin'
Ain't never had a shootout wit JBlyck I know he bangin'
They know Amp my right hand man, he say the word, I get to swangin'
My chain it clang when I'm aiming
Got five star bangers
Her pussy so good, said, think she might just be a angel
Get the drop and let off shots, he get shot, he a angel
Get the drop and let off shots, he get shot from all angles
[Verse 4]
Bang, bang
Let a **** reach for my chain, dang
It ain't impossible, but I'ma be in chain gang
Thinking shit sweet
I'ma show a **** how to change lanes
Ain't blow that money that I signed for, I maintained
Now I'm flawless, balling, I won't do this often
Every time that I ride, I got more than a hunnid shots, 'cause I'm cautious
Ain't get sick to my stomach about that body, I ain't nauseous
But now that **** dead, rest in piss, let's get off it
555 Nito's, think I'm a speed racer
Think I'm in love wit the money, I ain't a green chaser
Blue faces, walk 'em down, tighten up my shoe laces
Right in my city, I got two places
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I killed what's a name
What, they want me to say it
All I been doing is praying
Load up the cutter and I got to the spraying
Do it again if a **** start playing
What's all that shit he was saying
The last **** won't, the last **** banged 'em
They think I'm pussy 'cause I sing a lil bit, bitch I'm dangerous
Ain't never had a shootout wit Tydre, but bitch I'm bangin'
Ain't never had a shootout wit JBlyck, I know he bangin'
They know Amp my right hand man, he say the word, I get to swangin'
My chain it clang when I'm aiming
Got five star bangers
Her pussy so good, said, think she might just be a angel
Get the drop and let off shots, he get shot, he a angel
Get the drop and let off shots, he get shot from all angles
Written by: Roland Hannah, Naujour Grainger, Jalon Howard, Thanush Perinpanesan
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