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Six
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투어 중
Hip-Hop/Rap
Six은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2026년 5월 29일일에 Pouya / EMPIRE에서 발매되었습니다.Foreverglades
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발매일2026년 5월 29일
언어English
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
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BPM72

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Pouya
Pouya
실연자
Dead Hippy
Dead Hippy
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Kevin Pouya
Kevin Pouya
작곡가
Dead Hippy
Dead Hippy
작곡가
Alexis Rene Martin
Alexis Rene Martin
작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Rocci
Rocci
프로듀서
Casey Mattson
Casey Mattson
프로듀서
Alexis Rene Martin
Alexis Rene Martin
믹싱 엔지니어, 마스터링 엔지니어
Deven Morales
Deven Morales
믹싱 엔지니어, 마스터링 엔지니어

가사

[Intro]
Still waiting on that heifer, Julio
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, and fuck you, I'm out
[Chorus]
Choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke
Dry eyes, tight mouth, dry eyes, tight—
Choke, choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke
Dry eyes, tight mouth, dry eyes, tight—
Choke, choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke
Dry eyes, tight mouth, dry eyes, tight—
Choke, choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke
Dry eyes, tight mouth, dry eyes, tight—
[Verse 1]
Yeah, three, two, I'm the one, .223, you bitches done
Creep the streets, look like a bum, stackin' my money and duckin' the sun
Fuck what you heard about me, I'm swervin' through Miami, Dade County
You would've thought there was a bounty on me, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
All But 6 the clique, and don't you mention the 6 unless you speak my name
Pull out that pistol, point it at my brain
Turn me into a memory, a stain, have nothin' remain
You suckin' dick to be famous
I'm duckin' and dodgin' from cameras and lights and bitches like it was my language, Baby Bone
[Chorus]
Choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke
Dry eyes, tight mouth, dry eyes, tight— (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Choke, choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke, choky-choke
Dry eyes, tight mouth, dry eyes, tight— (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, Baby Bone)
What I'm talkin' 'bout, ****
Know what I'm sayin'
Want every motherfucker to move it, ****, yeah
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, I wasn't no rocky jit, but I ain't make it yet
I hope that I don't lose my mind if I make a check
They ask me what's wrong like all the time, I can't tell you, man
This ghost keep flying around my crib, it's like he paid for that
Yeah, yeah, I don't wanna lose my soul, the moon keep stalking me
A blunt rest up on my fireplace where Christmas stockings be
The antiques of a haunted man are washed up on a beach
Some dumb-ass **** gon' pick it up, start frothing off his teeth (What's that, ****?)
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I can't even lie, weighing mind a war too
Yeah, yeah, yeah
From the sun to the moon, the sky lit, here, go on, tell the truth
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I can't even lie, weighing mind a war too
Yeah, yeah, yeah
From the sun to the moon, the sky lit, here, go on, tell the truth
Written by: Alexis Martin, Dead Hippy, Kevin Pouya
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