Travis Scott - I KNOW ? X Trance (Remix)

كلمات

انا عارف ان الواحد ما يقدر ابدا يتنازل
عن حقه لو اخذه شخص غيره ما يقدر يتخاذل
انا عارف ان الواحد صعب في ذي الدنيا يتحمل
كل الي جا له والي جرا له للفرج متامل

م تصبر الروح بعد الغدر صاير مجروح
جرحي عميق والعميق مو بذي السهولة يروح
وخالقك حتى لو خلقك انته بسابع روح
بتظل مجروح في الدنيا ووجهك عالبلاط ممسوح

اسمع نصيحة مني الدنيا ذي مليانة دروس
اما تكافح .. ولا منها تطلع مدعوس
ولا تواجه .. وتصير شجاع مو من التيوس
انته عارف ان التيس نهايتو مذبوح

ومن الدروس ١٢ سنة طالب ميؤوس
ارجع لفصلك سوي واجب او حصص دروس
همو الوحيد تخرج او شهادة تجيب له فلوس
ما يدري انه هذا كله ما يسمى دروس

بدا عليك هم ثاني وانتهى هم التعليم
دور شغل وظيفة واشتغل سواق كريم
اهم شي سكت جوعك ودور شقة تقيم
ابدا حياتك ، وابدا درس الدنيا الاليم

دور بنت الحلال بتلقى بس غلاء مهور
تحسب الزواج لعبة هو همك طول الدهور
هم الوظيفة والبيت فواتير ، مقاضي ، شهور
تلاحقك وين ما تسير ، كنك للصقر عصفور

ابدا شقى ، ابدا حياتك الجد المهين
روحك بتقسى وبتنسى ايام الماضي واللين
علم اولادك الجد ان الدنيا تأكل طين
علمهم ان الواحد يجتهد او يشقى سنين

الدنيا - يَاء | Al-Donya - Yaa

This is my masterpiece remix of No Heart by 21 Savage, i hope you like it guys 🙏🏻🔥 !
Rate the hard switch at 1:18 😉 .

Lyrics:

[ Verse 1 ] :

‏Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard, huh?
‏Why these niggas cappin' so hard, huh?
‏Why you got a twelve car garage, huh?
‏Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
‏'Cause these niggas pussy and I'm hard
‏I turn that fuckin' soft into some hard
‏I grew up in the streets without no heart

[ Verse 2 ] :

‏I'm prayin' to my Glock and my carbon
‏So much dope that it broke the scale
‏They say crack kills, nigga, my crack sells
‏My brother in the kitchen and he wrappin' a bale
‏Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
‏Chain swangin', diamonds blangin', hold up
‏Pistol swangin', gang bangin', hold up
‏Niggas actin' like groupies, they don't know us
‏Little do they know, they bitches fuckin' on the tour bus
‏Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard, huh?
‏Why these niggas cappin' so hard, huh?
‏Why you got a twelve car garage, huh?

[ Verse 3 ] - ( Beat Switch ) :

‏21 Savage, not Boyz N The Hood
‏But I'll pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
‏Stuart Little, heard these niggas some rats
‏Pockets full of cheese, bitch, I got racks
‏I'm a real street nigga, bitch
‏I am not one of these niggas bangin' on wax
‏Pussy niggas love sneak dissin' 'til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fire
‏Wet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house
‏Keep shootin' until somebody die
‏So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar
‏Thought it was Fourth of July
‏You was with your friends playin' Nintendo
‏I was playin' 'round with that fire
‏Seventh grade, I got caught with a pistol, sent me to Pantherville
‏Eighth grade, started playin' football
‏Then I was like fuck the field
‏Ninth grade, I was knockin' niggas out
‏Nigga like Holyfield
‏Fast forward, nigga, 2016
‏And I'm screaming fuck a deal
‏Bad bitch with me, she so thick, I don't even need a pill

No Heart ( Remix )- Yaa'. Prod ( ft. 21 Savage )

Took Her To The O ( Remix ) -  Yaa'. Prod ( ft. King Von )

CTRL - Yaa' Remix ( feat. Marwan Pablo ) | كنترول - يَاء ريمكس ( مروان بابلو )

London Jae - Vodka (Feat. Travis Scott)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Bit of vodka an' some juice
Yeah, yup, yup, yup

[Chorus: Travis Scott & London Jae]
Okay, alright
It's time right now
Go live
Bit of vodka an' some juice
Everything keep me loose

[Verse 1: London Jae]
Bitch you outta pocket, pocket rocket poppin'
Pop it at your noggin', like you keep it comin'
Stop it, stay on topic, shoppin' in the tropics
Drop the check deposit [?]
Sunday to Sunday, I'm doublin' my profit
Hold the fuckin' phone, did this on my own
Hit the bitch I'm gone, have to keep it movin' gone way up
Mix the juice and the vodka, let's get it
Cranberry Bentley, push it to the limit, through the ceiling
[?]
Rock the Presidential when I show out on a mission
I'ma take it up a notch, I got a motherfuckin' feelin'
Yeah, London gon' make a killin'
Dippin' through the city in a lo-lo
I be with my dog, call him Toto
He don't want no fucking photos
Nigga, win or lose, I'ma do the best yeah
Pickin' through these bitches leave the rest yeah

[Chorus: Travis Scott & London Jae]
Okay, alright
It's time, right now
Go live
Bit of vodka an' some juice
Everything keep me loose

[Verse 2: London Jae]
Bank, bank account load it up with zero
Poppin' Percocet in the Matrix feelin' like Neo
40 load the chopper, I can shot you through the peephole
Never goin' outside, beefin' by the P.O
Got a baddest bitch around with me, I don't need [?]
Twenty-thousand a month, my new crib ain't got a keyhole
Tryna stuff my pockets with them chips like Doritos
I just want the cheese like Cheeto
Catch me up in traffic, my whip is immaculate
I wish a nigga might try me, I promise I'm packin' it
[?]
Magic City Monday, I be throwin' the cabbage, bitch I'm havin' it
Racin' through the city, fuck the speed limit
Everybody pointin' like, "Who that?" That was me in it
Back to back to back to back, sittin' on 21 like a savage
[?]

[Chorus: Travis Scott & London Jae]
Okay, alright
It's time, right now
Go live
Bit of vodka an' some juice
Everything keep me loose

Vodka

Travis Scott - Dust

[Verse 1]
Ashes, dust to dust
Death all on her mind, don't let her fuck it up
Fucking with these hoes make you put it up
At least Adam and Eve got to bust a nut
High of the blow just bought another nose
And I might pull off in that Ghost like where that nigga go?
Doctor gave her double D's cause she heard a nigga flow
Whoa, she move the nigga aside cause he ain't important
She turn that Cigarette to ash and watch it hit the dust
Girl quit playing yeah you know that nigga boring
Not too many in leather pants that can fuck with us
Now let us dance while I throw the dust
Ashes, to dust to dust
Know they all throw they hands cause they fuck with us
So many bitches bob and weave but they don't bob enough
Now these bitches mad look what I done started up
Put that whip outside, I hit the key it started up
I told them kiss my ass while I hit the dust
I hit the weed then I hit the gas
So much gold you think a nigga broke
So we gon' pull of trunk first so that you niggas know
With an Irish centerfold but all she know is Adido
Damn my momma proud a nigga made it out the moat
Where the sun always shine yeah but not no more
We party in the jungle till its time to go
So everybody rumble as they hit the floor
And if the world end it don't matter cause we bout to blow

[Chorus]
If the world came crashing down, would you be here with me?
That's all I would die to see
If the world came crashing down, would you be here with me?
That's all I would die to see

[Verse 2]
Driving 108 don't crash and hit the rail
Don't look deep in her eyes you might see hell
32 to 34 not that O'Neal
So many hours, after hours in hotels
What a crazy night, I ran away from home just to change my life
Remember when my niggas told them owls came out at night
So now we bout to touch the sky, just to play in the night
Caught me standing now I'm in there standing, we staying the night
Daddy left but that nigga never said goodnight
Man that wasn't right, now I want all the power
Expected a lot from that coward
And any second I'm bound to wow ya, all them beats I dealt
For like two years momma all them beats I felt
I can massage my own dick I don't need your help
And I can crash my own whip, I don't need your belt
Tell me where the fuck was you when I couldn't feed myself
And all that wack shit help me be myself
I swear I never

[Chorus]
If the world came crashing down, would you be here with me?
That's all I would die to see
If the world came crashing down, would you be here with me?
That's all I would die to see

Dust

MARWAN PABLO-MERY(ORIGINAL TRACK) مروان بابلو-ميري(النسخة الأصلية)

CTRL - Yaa' Remix ( feat. Marwan Pablo ) | كنترول - يَاء ريمكس ( مروان بابلو )

يَاء | ‘Yaa

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