YoungThreat — Dot: тексты песен, клипы и концерты

Dot

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Трек «Dot» вышел в 20 декабря 2024 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «10K Projects»)It Gets Greater Later

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АльбомIt Gets Greater Later

Дата релиза20 декабря 2024 г.

Лейбл10K Projects

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Энергия

BPM96

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ

YoungThreat

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Deonta Miyaun Simuel

Deonta Miyaun Simuel

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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА

Deonta Miyaun Simuel

Deonta Miyaun Simuel

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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ

Deonta Miyaun Simuel

Deonta Miyaun Simuel

Инженер звукозаписи

Viper Beats

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Слова

You, thought it was over its not, its not

Thought I was in chains till I popped out the dock

I'm in here to claim a winner take my spot

Lately I've been aint degrees, I've been flaming too high

They speakin' they don't know none

It was times when I was broke, I was ready to back dot some

I been steppin' hard, i think i broke some

Make way, comin' through, you can tell a **** to talk comin'

I hear him talkin' paper, they can't show nothin'

**** blow somethin', **** post somethin'

If i got 50 bro got 50, that's a whole hunin'

Dump the whole clip, reload the mag and keep on dumpin'

She be weird, sometimes they wanna flick with a ****

Brody almost up the blick on a ****, if it waren't for me

He probably wanna split that ****

EMS, come and get that ****

Jumped off the porch like fuck it, it's that

Air shit's thin, I ain't take one step back

Young **** playin' shit down like a mat

A slow leak, a lot of **** work flat

Thought it was over, it's not

Thought I was a change till I popped out the dock

A **** claiming to win and take my spot

Daily I been a hundred degrees, I been flamin' too high

They speakin' they don't know none

It was times when I was broke, I was ready to back dot some

I been steppin' hard, i think i broke some

Make way, comin' through, you can tell a **** to talk comin'

I hear him talkin' paper, they can't show nothin'

**** blow somethin', **** post somethin'

If i got 50 bro got 50, that's a whole hunin'

Dump the whole clip, reload the mag and keep on dumpin'

Just keep dumpin', dumpin'

Don't stop, fuck the police

We ain't worried about the cops

Gonna see them DOA, we make shit hot

I'm whippin' up that dang, this shit could rock like a jet

Enough said, I been doin' the shit with ease

Somethin' round me, my man

Ain't no **** fuck with me, tell them young dirts say

They hop this music shit to take it easy

I'm comin' to be a terrorist, he still puttin' out that weak shit

Should be embarrassed, them labels, they won't call for me quick

Cause I'm weird, he just pretend to be like that

I know **** ain't livin' like that

You can tell, thought it was over its not

Thought I was in chains till I popped out the dock

I'm in here to claim a winner take my spot

Lately I've been aint degrees, I've been flaming too high

They speakin' they don't know none

It was times when I was broke, I was ready to back dot some

I been steppin' hard, i think i broke some

Make way, comin' through, you can tell a **** to talk comin'

I hear him talkin' paper, they can't show nothin'

**** blow somethin', **** post somethin'

If i got 50 bro got 50, that's a whole hunin'

Dump the whole clip, reload the mag and keep on dumpin'

Written by: Deonta Miyaun Simuel

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