Lyrics:
Perdí en la gallera
Mi gallo, Candela
¡Woh-oh!
¡Woh-oh!
Perdí en la gallera
Mi tierra, mi finca, mi casa, mi perro
¡Ay, 'omb'e!
¡'Omb
Yea I'm just stacking my bands
Hemi all black with the tint
Flooded the Rollie on ten
MCM holding my pants
OMB right on the brim
Flooded my neck yea
MOB and it's OMB you know that's the gang
NBA if you disrespect it we gon let it bang
17 like a opera yea we gon let it sang
DEA ain't no politicking
OMB Sav got the juice he got the sauce
He might just pull in a coupe diamonds they dripping like eww
Like I just hopped out the pool
Please do not
O-M-B, shit, nigga
Only my brothers up in this bitch, you know
Gang, gang
My name Jimmie OMB call me two times
I swear I ain't gon' stop until all
a brand new chop (A brand new chop)
That's a Blixky in a box (Blixky in a box)
Baow, baow (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
That's a Blixky in a box
Baow (OMB
got that B-o-o-o-omb
That coffee (Aye!)
Girl you got that B-o-o-o-o-omb
That coffee (That coffee!)
Girl you got that B-o-o-o-omb
That coffee (Aye!)
Girl
cerveza, ay 'omb'e
Ay mami, pégate un poquito, que si tú me bailas juro me derrito, 'omb'e
Mami, pégate un poquito, que si no te tengo yo me debilitó, baby
me desespero
Por que siento que si no estás
A mi lado me muero (ay 'omb'e)
El desayuno en la cama (ey)
El beso por la mañana
Que ya no exista
Déjalo así
Tú por allá, yo por aquí, yeah (yeah-eh)
'Omb'e
Ay, 'omb'e
Ay, 'omb'e
Ay, 'omb'e
my flame in
You the same nigga on that creep shit
My gang the same niggas it's OMB shit
It was close range don't know how he missed
You a scared nigga
saliste, mala, mala, mala y cara
¡'Omb'e!
Wuh
Y ahora me di cuenta
Que no valió la pena
Estar contigo
Si tu corazón no es mío
Tú me saliste,
El Ñejo con el PJ, tú sabes
Nel Flow
Omb la sustancia
Omb, DJ Nelson
Flow music, the flow is back, La Fama All Star
Elio, el mago de Oz
Si
to the OMB
OMG 내 노랠 듣는 사람들이
외쳐줬음 해 곧 그날이 오겠지
그날이 오겠지 그날이 오겠지
그날이 오겠지 그날이 오겠지
누군가 물어 너 너 그거 왜 해
나도 잘 몰라 잠깐 근데 넌 왜 맬 밥을 먹니?
cant live ma life without doin rap
the steel, OMB gon' blow for real
Niggas dissing on the O, but ain't nobody pressing me
I'm pushing P, I keep the heat, I know my opps be ducking me
Ask his
round choppa on me hold 50
OMB you know we stay litty
Lame nigga you is a fan
Cook wit the pots and the pans
Cleaning you niggaz no spam
Giving out jelly
4Eva
OMB aye OMB
Damn I'm talkin to the wall
Man am I going krazy?
I don't have no friends at all
Kuz they all actin fugazy
They don't wanna see me
shit
I rap forreal but i make it look easy yeh
Yeh OMB shit
Decisions
Y'all know how we coming
Yeh 2019 shit
Slatt slatt slatt slatt slatt
I'm in this
Put that on my son, play wit the gang, they'll knock a nigga off (Reppin OMB)
Hanging wit them opps, you ain't my mans, you movin like the cops
Grah
Ay 'omb'e
Ayer vi pasar tu cariño
Caminando hacía el mar
Como si quisiera volar, irse lejos
Y ser libre sin parar
Como si quisiera buscar un
entendiendo lo que te estamo' queriendo decir?
DJ Nelson (DJ Nelson)
Sí (OMB)
OMB (Eeh-eh)
Esta e' la verdadera vuelta, baby (Aah)
Ratatatá
Brytiago, baby
(eh eh)
¿Tú me está' entendiendo lo que te estamo' queriendo decir?
Dj nelson (dj nelson)
Sí (omb)
Omb (eh eh)
Esta e' la verdadera vuelta, baby
Pseudônimo: Marinho.
Músicos Participantes:
Adeildo Lopes dos Santos: (Violão / Guitarra )
Nome artístico: Adeildo Lopes
OMB: 25979
Contrabaixo: Filipe
Músicos Participantes:
Adeildo Lopes dos Santos: (Violão / Guitarra )
Nome artístico: Adeildo Lopes
OMB: 25979
Contrabaixo: Filipe Félix Vieira dos
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