Tracks Similar To Truce
One More Time
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
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Writer(s):
Luis Rivera (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Latin, Latin Pop, Male Vocal, Pop LatinX, Spanish
Keywords:
Chill, Club, Heartfelt, Intimate, LA, Late Night, Love, Mexican, New York City, Passionate, Relationship, Relaxed, Romantic, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Sultry
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboard
BPM:
109
Language:
Spanglish
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Celosa
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
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Writer(s):
Luis Rivera (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Latin R&B Neo Soul, Male Vocal, Neo Soul, R&B, Spanish
Keywords:
Chill, Heartfelt, Intimate, LA, Late Night, Melancholy, Memories, Mexican, Mexico, New York City, Passionate, Relationship, Relaxed, Romantic, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Sultry
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboard
BPM:
88
Language:
Spanglish
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Guajira
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
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Writer(s):
Alfredo Rubalcava (ASCAP) 50% / Luis Rivera (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Latin R&B Neo Soul, Male Vocal, R&B, Spanish, World
Keywords:
Bar, Barrio, Club, Cruising, Dance, Fun, Ghetto, Groove, LA, Late Night, Mexican, Mexico, New York City, Party, Passionate, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Sultry
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Horns, Keyboard
BPM:
121
Language:
Spanglish
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Mi Papa
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
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Writer(s):
Luis Rivera (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Funk, Hip Hop, Latin, Latin R&B Neo Soul, Male Vocal, Neo Soul, R&B, Spanish, World
Keywords:
Bar, Barrio, Club, Cruising, Dance, Fun, Ghetto, Groove, LA, Late Night, Mexican, Mexico, New York City, Party, Passionate, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Sultry
Instruments:
Keyboards
BPM:
107
Language:
Spanglish
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Callate
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Luis Rivera (ASCAP) 33.33% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 33.33% / Booli Mooli Music (ASCAP) 16.66% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Latin, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Male Vocal, Rap, Reggaeton, Spanish
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Angry, Arrest, Barrio, Chaos, City, Club, Compton, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Lute, Mean, Mexican, Mexico, Mug Shot, Ominous, Outrage, Prison, Rage, Rape, Riot, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Spanish Lyrics, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Struggle, Urban, Violence
Instruments:
Bass
BPM:
93
Language:
Spanish
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Callate
Callate
Chorus
Cuando lo vea traficando
Callate
Si lo ves con nueva ropa
Callate
Si lo ves con diamente en el oido
Te repito tipo
Callate
Es mesor que mire al otro lao
Ati te conocen bacalao
Cosas le pasan al presentao ante de nada te doy el recao
Verse 1
Muchos quieren que yo cante como canto
Mientras ellos se duermen yo me voy levantando
Siempre pensando, siempre tratando
Me disparan todo el tiempo pero me
Siguen fallando
Una mente inteligente
Una mente peligrosa
Por eso si me amarran yo te
Abro la esposas, no pueden conmigo
Soy desmasiao de duro el que
Se meta conmigo lo parto en diez
Yo te lo juro
De mi familia an hablao
Ellos no quieren que yo salga si
Hasta los vecinos me han velao
Estas son las cosas que me
Pasan a mi
El negrito rumberito ya no
Hace mal la comida de la
Carcel no le ponen sal
Me acostumbrado a tener cosas buena
Venganse y rompan cadena
Chorus
Verse 2
Aqui illegado pegando
Para la nena cantando
En el hummer guiando
Nunca fallando no hay
Agua para pagarlo
Aqui te canto, canto, canto
Fuego
Es lo que vas a sentir
Veo cuatro nena y una della
Es para mi
Fuego
Termine aqui me voy para
El otro lado donde beben maui
Fuego
De mi familia an hablao
Ellos no quieren que yo salga si
Hasta los vecinos me han velao
Estas son las cosas que me
Pasan a mi
El negrito rumberito ya no
Hace mal la comida de la
Carcel no le ponen sal
Me acostumbrado a tener cosas buena
Venganse y rompan cadena
Chorus
Keep Silent About You (english translation)
Chorus
When he sees it dealing
Keep silent about you
If you see it with new clothes
Keep silent about you
If you see it with diamente in the ear
I repeat you type
Keep silent about you
It is mesor that it looks at another lao
Ati knows you cod
Things go on to the presentao before from nothing I give you the recao
Verse 1
Many people want that I sing as singing
Meanwhile they fall asleep I am getting up
Always thinking, always treating
They shoot me all the time but me
They keep on failing
An intelligent mind
A dangerous mind
That's why if they moor me I you
I open you handcuff her, they cannot with me
I am desmasiao of five-peseta coin that
Get with me I divide it in ten
I swear it to you
Of my family an hablao
They do not want that I go out if
Even the neighbors I am velao
These are the things that me
They happen to me
The negrito rumberito already not
It does the meal bad of
They do not put jail salt
Me accustomed to having things good
They come and break chain
Chorus
Verse 2
Here illegado sticking
For the baby singing
In the hummer guiding
Failing there is never
It waters down to pay it
Here I sing to you, sing, sing
Fire
This is what you are going to feel
I see four baby and a della
It is for me
Fire
End here I go away for
Another side where they drink maui
Fire
Of my family an hablao
They do not want that I go out if
Even the neighbors I am velao
These are the things that me
They happen to me
The negrito rumberito already not
It does the meal bad of
They do not put jail salt
Me accustomed to having things good
They come and break chain
Chorus
Chorus
Do You Want It
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Luis Rivera (ASCAP) 33.33% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 33.33% / Booli Mooli Music (ASCAP) 16.66% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Latin, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap, Reggaeton, Spanglish, Spanish
Keywords:
Aggressive, Barrio, City, Club, Downtown, East LA, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Guns, Latin American, Mean, Mexican, Mexico, NYC, New York, Sexual, Sexy, Street, Strip Club, Zumba
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Lute, Synthesizer
BPM:
124
Language:
Spanglish
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Do You Want It
DO YOU WANT IT (SPANGLISH)
Chorus:
Do you want it – Yea you want it
Back it up right here – y'know you want it
Do you want it – Girl you want it
Back it up right here – y'know you want it
Do you want it – do you want it
Do you want it – do you want it
Verse:
Cuanta nenita quieren bailar
Con un negrito que si lo sabe menear
Aleja la espalda de la pare
Eso Jevito ati te quieren ver
Mueve la pierna ponte a bailar
La conga la samba para gozar
Paqui paya vamo a bailar
Paya paca que bueno esta
Quiero que brinque para arriba
Jump up and down
Quiro que mueva la cintura
To the funky sound
Quiero hacerte sudar
I wanna make you sweat
Until you're drip and wet
A pretty girl like you
A wiggle it bien rico
Won't you shake it for the chicos
A pretty girl like you
A pretty girl like
Chorus:
Verse 2:
Oye no te asuste mami
Esto lo que quiere el negro
Tu cintura la piernita nena pero
No te preocupe nena eso lo de meno
Papa yo no fui
Me mintio ami
Pa que se viste asi
Tentando me ami
La la lay la la lay lay
La la lay la la lay lay
Quiero que brinque para arriba
Jump up and down
Quiro que mueva la cintura
To the funky sound
Quiero hacerte sudar
I wanna make you sweat
Until you're drip and wet
A pretty girl like you
A wiggle it bien rico
Won't you shake it for the chicos
A pretty girl like you
A pretty girl like
Chorus:
Bridge:
Bang-a-lang when you back dat thing up
Bang-d'bone gonna take you home yea
Bang-a-lang when you back dat thing up
Back it up – yeah yeah
Bang-a-lang when you back dat thing up
Bang-d'bone gonna take you home yea
Bang-a-lang when you back dat thing up – yeah yeah
Chorus
DO YOU WANT IT (ENGLISH)
Verse:
How many ladies want to dance
With a black man that knows how to move
Remove your back from the wall
All the guys want to look at you
Move your legs go ahead and dance
The conga the samba let's have fun
Here and there let's dance
There and here that's good
Verse 2:
Hey pretty don't be afraid
This is what the black man wants
Your hips, your legs, lady but...
Don't worry lady, it's ok
Papa it wasn't me
She lied to me
Why is she dressed like this?
Tempting me
La la lay la la lay lay
My Father
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
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Writer(s):
Luis Rivera (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Barrio, Chill, Drugs, Father, Gang, Ghetto, Heartfelt, Hope, Intimate, LA, Late Night, Melancholy, Memories, New York City, Passionate, Reach Out, Relationship, Relaxed, Smooth, Struggle
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboard, Strings
BPM:
95
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
She Love To Freak
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Luis Rivera (ASCAP) 33.33% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 33.33% / Booli Mooli Music (ASCAP) 16.66% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Latin, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap, Spanglish, Spanish
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Arrest, Barrio, City, Club, Compton, Cops, Death, Downtown, Drive By, East LA, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Latin American, Mean, Mexican, Mexico, Miami, NYC, New York, Outrage, Prison, Rage, Rape, Riot, Sexual, Sexy, Shooting, South Central, Street, Strip Club, Struggle, Zumba
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Lute, Synthesizer
BPM:
140
Language:
Spanglish
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
She Love To Freak
She Love To Freak (Spanglish)
Chorus:
She love to freak in the front
She love to freak in the back
She love to freak – freak
(Give it to me give it to me)
Freak in the front
She love to freak in the back
She love to freak – freak
(Give it to me give it to me)
Ohh ohh – she love to
Ohh ohh – she love to
Ohh ohh – she love to freak – freak
Verse 1
Hey little girl quiere un caramelo
Tolalo por que sabe bien bueno
I like the way she get down
Her booty is circulo y grande
Se mueve al sonido
The greatest pound for pound
Ensenarte como soy freak, freak
I'm the best around
I know she like that pole
Nena loca touch your toes
Los tiene hypnotize
The way she move those big thighs
Meneando side to side
Moveindolo up and down
Oh girl stop tempting me
Tenteando
Verse 2
I like you to come with me
Oh baby, I'm begging please
La semana pasada
Try to freaking tease me
Just
One more sip of that Patron
Girl dontcha let me drink alone
Ven sentarte by my side
Para sobar rub your thigh
I want you to show me how
Nena me tiene estoquiro
Let's see how low you go
Bailando on top of that pole
Empujando, jalando girl
You driving me loco
Girl driving me loco
Bridge:
Push pull grab da pole girl
In out make 'em shout
Fi'ty dolla make 'em holla
Doggie colla balla wanna
Push pull grab da pole girl
In out make 'em shout
Fi'ty dolla make 'em holla
Make 'em ho....
She Love To Freak (English)
Chorus:
She love to freak in the front
She love to freak in the back
She love to freak – freak
(Give it to me give it to me)
Freak in the front
She love to freak in the back
She love to freak – freak
(Give it to me give it to me)
Ohh ohh – she love to
Ohh ohh – she love to
Ohh ohh – she love to freak – freak
Verse 1
Hey little girl do you want carmel
Touch it cause it taste good
I like the way she get down
Her booty is round and big
She moves to the sound
The greatest pound for pound
I can teach how I am freak, freak
I'm the best around
I know she like that pole
Crazy girl touch your toes
She has them hypnotize
The way she move those big thighs
Shaking side to side
Moving up and down
Oh girl stop tempting me
Tempting
Verse 2
I like you to come with me
Oh baby, I'm begging please
Last week
Try to freaking tease me
Come and sit by my side
So I can rub your thigh
I want you to show me how
Girl you got me stuck
Let's see how low you go
Dancing on top of that pole
Pushing, pulling girl
You driving me crazy
Girl driving me crazy
Bridge:
Push pull grab da pole girl
In out make 'em shout
Fi'ty dolla make 'em holla
Doggie colla balla wanna
Push pull grab da pole girl
In out make 'em shout
Fi'ty dolla make 'em holla
Make 'em ho....
Rumbero Latino
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
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Writer(s):
Luis Rivera (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Latin, Latin R&B Neo Soul, Male Vocal, Rap, Reggaeton, Spanish
Keywords:
Barrio, Chill, City, Club, Compton, Downtown, East LA, Energy, Ghetto, Gritty, Groove, Mexican, Mexico, Party, Relaxed, Smooth, South Central, Street, Streets, Struggle
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
98
Language:
Spanglish
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Make Up Your Mind
Artist(s): Soul Planet Jazz Ensemble
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Writer(s):
Alfredo Rubalcava (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Classic Soul R&B, Female Vocal, Funk, Hip Hop, Male Vocal, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Bar, Barrio, Club, Cool, Cruising, Dance, Flirtatious, Fun, Ghetto, Groove, Hot, LA, Laid Back, Late Nght, New York City, Party, Passionate, Playful, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Soulful, Sultry, Vocal Sample
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ, Trumpet
BPM:
96
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Make Up Your Mind
Make Up Your Mind
It's time for decisions
Gotta Make Up Your Mind
Nightscape
Writer(s):
Craig Sharmat (SESAC) 100%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 100%
Category:
Electronic
Subcategories:
Acid Jazz, Acid Jazz Trip Hop KCRW, Ambient, Electronica, Hip Hop, Instrumental
Keywords:
Altered State, Ambient Groove, Atmospheric, Bar, City, Club, Cool, Dark, Drinking, Drugs, Euphoric, Fashion, High, Introspective, Moody, Nighttime, Psychedelic, Red Carpet, Relaxed, Runway, Smooth, Sneaky, Spacey, Style, Travel, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
85
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lost My Mind
Artist(s): St. John
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Writer(s):
Richard Trapp (BMI) 50% / Steven Kyle Mack (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Alley, Barrio, Chill, City, Club, Cool, Cop Show, Crunk, Dark, Death, Dirty South, Drive By, Drugs, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Guns, Mean, Ominous, Party, Prison, Scary, Shooting, Smooth, Sneaky, Southern, Street, Trippy, Urban, Vibe
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Synthesizer
BPM:
92
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Lost My Mind
LOST MY MIND
CHORUS
I done lost my mind lord can you help me find it
Get down down come and turn around (repeat)
VERSE
With the.44 come through the door get dough
Snatch ends like a fiend know what I mean
Serpentine dreams my whole team seen things
You wouldn't believe jail tat's on the sleeve
Smuggling drugs in cavities these thugs be jugglin'
Hustling talking about pimps with bricks in the back
Of the whip I think quick in my mind so sick
That they wanna lock me up give me medicine
Like im a veteran seeing things I hallucinate
About plates made of platinum and I flatten them with flows
And I love those hoes where my nose goes lead me to the rainbow
Pot 'o gold bend down touch ya toes
But ya cannot hear me though
I love playa haters im ya mind invader
CHORUS
VERSE 2
I lost my train of thought it jumped the tracks jump back
Semi-automatic in the hands of a lunatic
Spittin counterfeit mamuscripts im poundin fists
Reading all them lyin lips I used to say stack chips but its played out like space ships
Old like them flows don't they know im low pro
I sneak no doz on the way to poconos
Smoking those sticky elbows drinkin mickeys with a straw
Quick on the draw smoke pall malls climb walls stand tall
If you can even stand at all im so close to an overdose in Soho
Fond foes and I make em witness im takin care of business
Im writin up a hit list sofit this bullet proof vest real close to ya chest
I hold a dart against ya neck and make ya hold ya breath
My best friend my homepiece my man is death
No time left no time for them threats this time
Ima get mine ima drink mad wine in the summertime
Im alive like theres 5 minutes left
CHORUS
Loco En El Barrio
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap, Spanish
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Barrio, Chaos, City, Club, Dance, Dark, Drive By, Drugs, Energetic, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Guns, Latin Influence, Mexican, Party, Prison, Spanglish Lyrics, Street, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
105
Language:
Spanglish
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Loco En El Barrio
LOCO EN EL BARRIO (Spanglish)
CHORUS
Muy caliente en mi barrio
Mi cabeza esta loco yo me gusta todo mundo
Chupacabras muy poquito
VERSE 1
Hey yo rico suavecito I meet you
Down in Puerto rico where all the freaks go
Soon though el mundo is gonna know my name
I love to play the game cash cars and fame
74 El Dorado dipped like Mafioso
vente dos or maybe vente quarto
any type of rim from Juan in Tijuana
you cant see my face smoke thick Marijuana
keep it old school like that song cucaracha
hope you think im stupid cause that one time ima watcha
better come correct or you get disrespected
don't be coming to the hood thinking its all good
la gente got some beef with intelligente
my people will greet you with that clack clack clack
psyche just playin man we don't smoke crack we just
keep it calm cool respect and collect it
CHORUS
VERSE 2
We might be loco like my cousin Moco
Got locked up put police in a choke hold
Don't throw signs if you wanna stay alive
Aint no 9 to 5 we just keep it live
In el Barrio always got beats pumpin loud from the stereo
Old school area like 213
No crips no bloods just you and me
You might think im crazy rollin keys in the alley
Kinda like a front but ill get you what you want
Hey mami its your papi no me gusta what your used to
Givin no entrada when the shots are shakin
Aint nothing wrong with the love were makin
See those fools sniffin messin with cocaine
No name in the street now you just stink
Claimin' old school fool
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I could wreck shop and still maintain
Been known to rock the mic with half a brain
CHORUS
Home
Writer(s):
Craig Sharmat (SESAC) 100%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 100%
Category:
Electronic
Subcategories:
Acid Jazz, Acid Jazz Trip Hop KCRW, Ambient, Electronica, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap
Keywords:
Altered State, Ambient, Atmospheric, Bar, City, Club, Cool, Dark, Drinking, Drugs, Euphoric, Fashion, High, Introspective, Moody, Nighttime, Psychedelic, Red Carpet, Relaxed, Runway, Smooth, Sneaky, Spacey, Style, Travel, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
88
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Gangster
Artist(s): Paco
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Francisco Jimenez Garcia (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Latino Style Publishing (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Cartel Rap, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Male Vocal, Mexican, Narco Rap, Rap, Spanish, Urban
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Angry, Arrest, Barrio, Cartel, Chaos, City, Club, Compton, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Lute, Mean, Mexican, Mexico, Mug Shot, Narco, Ominous, Outrage, Prison, Rage, Rape, Riot, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Spanish Lyrics, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Struggle, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Horns, Keyboard, Percussion, Piano, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
80
Language:
Spanish
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Gangster
GANGSTER
INTRO:
Damas y caballeros,
Ladies and gentlemen
Pongan atención al siguiente comunicado
Pay attention to the following announcement
Damas y caballeros,
Ladies and gentlemen
Pongan atención al siguiente comunicado
Pay attention to the following announcement
Bienvenidos a L.A. donde las drogas y los freeways
Welcome to L.A. where drugs and freeways
Son normales pa' la gente (gangster)
Are normal to everyone (gangster)
Marihuana por aquí marihuana por allá
Marihuana here, marihuana over there
Onda multicultural esta presente (gangster)
Multicultural wave is present (gangster)
Frente al rótulo de Hollywood millones de viajeros
Millions of travelors before the Hollywood sign
Siempre sueňan con la fama (gangster)
Always dreaming of fame (gangster)
Con tu foto, tu página, y "my space" encontrarás
Add your pic, your webpage, your "myspace"
Cual es tu rama, y cuanto ganan (gangster)
You will find your field and how much they make
Si no tienes de que esconderte
If you have nothing to hide from
Y no tienes de que ofenderte
If you have nothing to be offended by
Y la suerte no quiere ni verte
And luck doesn't want to come near you
Y no le temes ni a la muerte
And you ain't afraid of death
Si no tienes de que esconderte
If you have nothing to hide from
Y no tienes de que ofenderte
If you have nothing to be offended by
Y la suerte no quiere ni verte
And luck doesn't want to come near you
Y no le temes ni a la muerte
And you ain't afraid of death
Pon atención a lo que digo (brother)
Pay attention to what I say (brother)
Pistola en mano siempre conmigo
Gun in hand always with me
Yo nunca mato sin motivo (gangster)
I never kill without a reason (gangster)
Uso la ciencia que domina a todo vivo
I use science to dominate the living
Pon atención a lo que digo (brother)
Pay attention to what I say (brother)
Pistola en mano siempre conmigo
Gun in hand always with me
Yo nunca mato sin motivo (gangster)
I never kill without a reason (gangster)
Uso la ciencia que domina a todo vivo
I use science to dominate the living
Bienvenidos a L.A. donde las drogas y los freeways
Welcome to L.A. where drugs and freeways
Son normales pa' la gente (gangster)
Are normal to everyone (gangster)
Marihuana por aquí marihuana por allá
Marihuana here, marihuana over there
Onda multicultural esta presente (gangster)
Multicultural wave is present (gangster)
Frente al rótulo de Hollywood millones de viajeros
Millions of travelers before the Hollywood sign
Siempre sueňan con la fama (gangster)
Always dreaming of fame (gangster)
Con tu foto, tu página, y "my space" encontrarás
Add your pic, your webpage, your "myspace"
Cual es tu rama, y cuanto ganan (gangster)
You will find your field and how much they make
Nunca voa contarles nada...si yo no se, si yo no se
I'll never say anything...that I don't know about
Nunca voa a inventarme nada...para crecer, para crecer
I'll never make anything up...to grow, to grow
Nunca voa decir lo mismo...si ya lo se, si ya lo se
I'll never repeat myself... If I know it, if I know it
Yo te digo lo que he visto y eso lo se y eso lo se
I'll tell you what I've seen... and what I know
El cambiar de país puede resultar traumático en la vida
Moving from your country is traumatic
Muchos vienen, se van con heridas
Many come, and leave with wounds
En los bares, las plazas, las calles los turistas
At the bars, fields, in the streets the tourists
Son los que dominan en esta tierra de artistas
Are who dominate this land of artists
Muchos saben que no hay trabajo para indocumentados
Many know there is no work for immigrants
Y se pudren de luchar por buscar pocos centavos
And they rot fighting for a few coins
Con las deudas hasta el cuello desfilan mis paisanos
With debt to their necks they prance around
Que con el tiempo siendo gángster encuentran lo de humano
As time goes by, as gangsters they become human
Bienvenidos a L.A. donde las drogas y los freeways
Welcome to L.A. where drugs and freeways
Son normales pa' la gente (gangster)
Are normal to everyone (gangster)
Marihuana por aquí marihuana por allá
Marihuana here, marihuana over there
Onda multicultural esta presente (gangster)
Multicultural wave is present (gangster)
Frente al rótulo de Hollywood millones de viajeros
Millions of travelers before the Hollywood sign
Siempre sueňan con la fama (gangster)
Always dreaming of fame (gangster)
Con tu foto, tu página, y "my space" encontrarás
Add your pic, your webpage, your "myspace"
Cual es tu rama, y cuanto ganan (gangster)
You will find your field and how much they make
Nunca voa contarles nada...si yo no se, si yo no se
I'll never say anything...that I don't know about
Nunca voa a inventarme nada...para crecer, para crecer
I'll never make anything up...to grow, to grow
Nunca voa decir lo mismo...si ya lo se, si ya lo se
I'll never repeat myself... If I know it, if I know it
Yo te digo lo que he visto y eso lo se y eso lo se
I'll tell you what I've seen... and what I know
Bienvenidos a L.A. donde las drogas y los freeways
Welcome to L.A. where drugs and freeways
Son normales pa' la gente (gangster)
Are normal to everyone (gangster)
Marihuana por aquí marihuana por allá
Marihuana here, marihuana over there
Onda multicultural esta presente (gangster)
Multicultural wave is present (gangster)
Frente al rótulo de Hollywood millones de viajeros
Millions of travelers before the Hollywood sign
Siempre sueňan con la fama (gangster)
Always dreaming of fame (gangster)
Con tu foto, tu página, y "my space" encontrarás
Add your pic, your webpage, your "myspace"
Cual es tu rama, y cuanto ganan (gangster)
You will find your field and how much they make
Vi varios niños jugando a que mataban
I saw some kids playing killers
Con falsas escopetas a todos amenazaban
With fake rifles they threatened everyone
Quien les dirá que esto no es un juego
Who will tell them it's not a game
Que cuando crezcan seguirán pero con fuego
When they grow up it'll be real fire
Jugar de matar a otro para divertirse
Playing to kill someone for fun
Es matar por dinero cuando no hay de que reírse.
Is to kill for money later on
Me queman las manos por disparar
My hands sting to shoot
Mi sangre sacrifica mis pecados
My blood sacrifies my sins
Asi Es Mami
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Male Vocal, Rap, Spanish, Urban
Keywords:
Candlelight Dinner, Chill, Club, Cruise, Love, Mexican, Mexico, Radio, Relationship, Relaxed, Resturant, Romantic, Sexy, Slow Dance, Smooth, South Of the Border
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
80
Language:
Spanglish
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Rock The Party
Artist(s): Joselito (feat. MarBel)
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Dennis Nieves (ASCAP) 50% / Jose Ortiz (ASCAP) 25% / Maribel Diaz (ASCAP) 25%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Female Vocal, Funk, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap, Reggaeton, Spanglish, Urban
Keywords:
Alley, Barrio, Beach, Caribbean, City, Club, Cuba, Cuban, Cubano, Dance, Drinking, Gang, Gangsta, Gangsters, Getto, Ghetto, Graffiti, Gritty, Guns, Hot, Humid, Immigration, Islands, Mexican, Miami, Mojito, Night Club, Night Life, Party, Puerto Rican, Puerto Rico, Sex, Sexual, Sexy, South Beach, South Beach, Spanish, Steamy, Street, Strip Club, Sweaty, Taking Over, Thugs, Tuff, Urban
Instruments:
Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer, Vocalisms
BPM:
100
Language:
Spanglish
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Rock The Party
ROCK THE PARTY (Spanglish)
Ven... (Lets Rock the Party)
Vamos... (Lets Rock the Party)...
Todos (Lets Rock the Party)
Ven vamos todos Rock the Party all night
2X
You know we getting ready for this Friday night
In the club we gonna party till the morning light
We get all naughty, and rock this party, Movin your body
Don't sweat it just let it go
Get down feel the rhythm of this funk delight
Crack the music in the speakers make you feel alright
Just grab somebody, and shake your body, and rock this party
Don't sweat it just let it go
CORO
Tiene control, cuando te baja el sudor
Pide me lo que tu quieras pa sentir tu calor
Me gusta..Como tu baila y te menea
Tu eres agresiva y todo el mundo te desea
Muevete...Ensename tu flow
Pide me lo que tu quieras pa sentir tu calor
Muevete...Ensename tu flow
Pide me lo que tu quieras pa sentir tu calor
Si u quieres de mi cuerpo vibrar
Con la musica que quiero bailar
Con tu ritmo, yo me muevo
Y si juntitos poco a poco lo hacemos
En este piso yo me quiero botar
Que todo el mundo se ponga a basilar
Con este ritmo, Nos movemos
Y si juntitos poco a poco lo hacemos
CORO
Rock The Party
English Translated
Come... (Lets Rock the Party)
We... (Lets Rock the Party)...
All (Lets Rock the Party)
Come let us all Rock the Party all night
2X
You know we getting ready for this Friday night
In the club we gonna party till the morning light
We get all naughty, and rock this party, your body movin
Do not sweat it just let it go
Get down feel the rhythm of this funk delight
Crack the music in the speakers make you feel alright
Just grab somebody, and shake your body, and rock this party
Do not sweat it just let it go
CHORUS
Have control, when you sweat is coming down
Ask me whatever you want to feel your warmth pa
I like how you dance and shake
You are aggressive and everybody wants you
Move... Show me your flow
Ask me whatever you want to feel your warmth pa
Move... Show me your flow
Ask me whatever you want to feel your warmth pa
If u want my body vibrate
With the music I want to dance
With your own pace, I move
And if close together little by little we do
On this floor I want to throw myslef
Everyone starts to have a good time
With this rhythm, we move
Like this, closer together,
Little by little we do it
CHORUS
Mami Yo Quiero
Artist(s): Los Trombolicos
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Dennis Nieves (ASCAP) 40% / Jose Ortiz (ASCAP) 20% / Luis Cancel (ASCAP) 20% / Ruben Rodriguez (ASCAP) 20%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap, Reggaeton, Urban
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Barrio, Beach, Caribbean, City, Club, Cuba, Cuban, Cubano, Dance, Domination, Gang, Gangsta, Gangsters, Getto, Ghetto, Graffiti, Gritty, Guns, Hot, Humid, Immigration, Islands, Mexican, Mexico, Miami, Night Club, Night Life, Party, Puerto Rican, Puerto Rico, Sex, Sexual, Sexy, South Beach, Spanish, Spanish Lyrics, Steamy, Street, Strip Club, Sweaty, Taking Over, Thugs, Tuff, Urban
Instruments:
Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
79
Language:
Spanish
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Mami Yo Quiero
Mami Yo Quiero
Oyeme Oyeme que llego la hora
Para que estemos tu y yo a solas
Reventando la consola
Oyeme haz me una sena mira que llego la hora
Pa'que esta noche estemos tu y yo a solas
En ese cuarto pasando un par de horas
Mami no se que te incomoda
Siento que esta noche yo quiero estar contigo
En ese cuarto tu y yo unidos
amandonos como tu me lo haz pedido
Mami yo quiero estar contigo (3)
Esta es la casa del perreo
Nena se solataron los feos
Donde esta mi muchachita
Que yo a ti ni te veo
Rebuliando con el combo
Mira siempre en la esquina
Esperando a que tu pases
para que me cambie el dia
Yo quiero estar contigo
Entre sabanas perdido
Dandote duro duro
Como tu me lo haz pedido (2)
Y no te pongas bruta
Dime si a ti te gusta
Pa darte duro duro
Mira como a ti te gusta (2)
Oyeme Oyeme que llego la hora
Para que estemos tu y yo a solas
Reventando la consola (2)
Ya llego la hora de buscar la loca
La que bellaquea y me altera la nota
Cuando yo la busco me olvido de la otra
Loca va a toda y a cualquiera explota
Y no te pongas bruta
Dime si a ti te gusta
Pa darte duro duro
Mira como a ti te gusta
Dale dos cachapas que tu veas como te crece
Dos shots de tequila pa que veas como enloquese
Ya llego la hora de buscar la loca
La que bellaquea y me altera la nota
Dale dos cachapas que tu veas como te crece
Dos shots de tequila pa que veas como enloquese
Mami Yo Quiero
Listen Listen it came time
The time has come so that you and I can be alone
Exploding the console
Listen, give me a signal,
Look, the time has come
So that tonight you and I are alone
In that room, passing a couple of hours
Mami, I don't know what annoys you
I feel that tonight I want to be with you
In that room you and I together
loving each other like you asked me to
Mommy I want to be with you (3)
This is the home of perreo
Baby, the ugly ones are loose
Where is my little girl
IO hardly see you
Playing around with the combo
Always look on the corner
Waiting for your pass
So that my day changes
I want to be with you
Lost between the sheetsGiving you hard drive
As you asked me do (2)
And do not get stupid
Tell me if you like it
To give it to you hard
Look, how you like it (2)
Listen to me, listen to me, the hour has come
So that you and me are alone
Blowing up the console (2)
The hour has come to find the crazy one
When I look for her, I forget the other one
Loca, goes all the way and exploits anyone
And don't get stupid
And do not get gross
Tell me if you like
To give it to you hard
Look how you like it
Give it two slaps and you ee how it grows
Two shots of tequila and see how it makes you crazy
Turn Mind Off
Artist(s): Spiderfingers
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Writer(s):
Jared Meeker (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Electronica, Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Ambient Groove, Atmosphere, Beatnik, Chill, City, Club, Cocktails, Cool, Drugs, Eclectic, Electro Lounge, Exotic, High, Night, Party, Pot, Psychedelic, Relaxed, Smooth, Sneaky, Spacey, Stoned, Vibe Track
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Synthesizer
BPM:
87
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Pacelo Sepa
Artist(s): EXC
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Writer(s):
Skylar Mones (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Latin, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Male Vocal, Rap, Spanish
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Arrest, Barrio, City, Club, Compton, Cops, Death, Downtown, Drive By, East LA, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Lude, Mean, Mexican, Mexico, Miami, NYC, New York, Outrage, Prison, Rage, Riot, Sexual, Sexy, Shooting, South Central, Spanish Lyrics, Street, Strip Club, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
105
Language:
Spanish
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Pacelo Sepa
Pacelo Sepa (Spanish)
Chorus:
Yo Vengo de la calle
Para que lo sepa (says it three times)
Mira la sexy a mi lado
Para que lo sepa (3x)
lo que tengas
Para que lo sepa (3x)
Agara tu dinero cualquier manera
Para que lo sepa (3x)
Verse 1:
Que estas haciendo con tu cuerpo
Cautivando mis ojos solamente
Me quedo viendo
Olvidando el tiempo
O el ritmo de tiempo
Quítame lo que tengo que te busca el amor
Lo siento
No te engañes por sus movimientos
Reza como manteca esa azteca
Tengo más maza que mas seca
Conquistando como España
Cuando le doy mi cana
Con lo mío se hacen tacaña
So!
Y como mueve la cadera
Con ese gran culo
De verdad es culera
Yo!
Me pongo pedo y
Tu!
Te pones peda
Abre las piernas y para adentro mi madera
Chorus
Verse 2:
Vamos al bar tomar mojitos
A mi me gusta tu manera
Y estilo eso e como Alex y Fido
A mi manera como ese Carlitos
Gozando puro desmadre este hijo su madre
Adelante el club esta lleno
En el VIP con Champagne y vino
Gastando puro si no tirando dinero como en casino
Cuidado las mujeres son veneno
Y después de pisar
Hasta luego!
Chorus
Para que lo sepa (3x)
Pacelo Sepa (English)
Chorus:
I come from the street
Look at the hottie at my side
So that you know (3x)
That you can have
So that you know (3x)
Get your money any way that you can
So that you know (3x)
Verse 1:
What are your doing with your body
Captivating my eyes I only stay watching
You're wasting your time
For the rhythm of time
Take what I have
Love is trying to find you
I'm sorry but
Don't be deceived by her movements
Pray like butter she's Aztec
I have more dough than dryness
Conquering like Spain
When I give you my cane
With mine they get greedy
So!
And how her hip moves with that big ass
She really is culera?
I!
Really get drunk and
You!
Get drunk too
Spread your legs with my wood I enter
(Chorus)
Verse 2:
Going to the bar to drink Mojitos
I like your way and style it's like Alex and Fido
And my way is like Carlitos
Enjoying total chaos
This son of a bitch ahead
This club is packed
\in the VIP with champagne and wine
Spending money like we're in the casinos
Be careful the women are like poison
And once I leave
Peace out!
(Chorus)
So that you know (3x)
Keep Steppin'
Artist(s): DJ Stylz
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Category:
Electronic
Subcategories:
Acid House, Acid Jazz, Acid Jazz Trip Hop KCRW, Brit Hop, Electronica, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Altered State, Atmospheric, Bar, Brit Hop, City, Club, Cool, Drinking, Drugs, Ecstasy, Euphoric, Fashion, High, Hypnotic, Moody, Motivational, Nighttime, Psychedelic, Red Carpet, Relaxed, Runway, Smooth, Spacey, Style, Travel, Trip Hop, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Horns, Synthesizer
BPM:
92
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Keep Steppin'
Keep Steppin'
Keep Steppin' atcha own pace
Own pace
En El Club
Artist(s): Cash El Principe
Label: Black Toast Records
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Latin Hip Hop, Latin Hip Hop Rap, Male Vocal, Rap, Reggaeton
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Angry, Arrest, Barrio, Chaos, City, Club, Compton, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Lute, Mean, Mexico, Mug Shot, NYC, New York, Ominous, Outrage, Prison, Rage, Rape, Riot, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Spanish Lyrics, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Struggle, Urban, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
95
Language:
Spanish
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
En El Club
"En El Club" (Spanish)
Chorus
Pon Las Manos Arriba, Si Me Sienten
En Este Club Las Mamis Estan Calients
Vamos Mi Gente, Vamo A Bailar
Brinden Sus Tragos, Vamos A Gozar
Verse 1
Miro Pal Lado Y La Gente Esta Bailando
Miro Para El Otro Lado La Gente Esta
Sudano, De Aqui Te Veo La Cabeza
Estas Meneando, Y Las Cinturas
Moviendo De Lado A Lado
En La Barra Si La Gente Esta Tomando
Los Que Bailan En El Piso Estan
Planeando, Y Los Tipos Aqui Aprovechando
Lo Que Pasa En El Club Es Un Escandalo
Chorus
Verse 2
Oye No Se Asusten Mamis, Esto Lo Que
Le Trae El Negro. Para Que Muevan
La Caderas Y Su Cuerpo, Esta Caliente
Pero Eso Lo De Meno, Cantalo Asi
Muevelo Asi, Gritano Por Mi, Pa Que Se Viste
Asi, Tentando Me Ami, En El Club Asi!
"En El Club" (English translation)
CHORUS:
Put your hands up - if you feel me
In this club all the ladies are hot
Come my people and let's dance
Put your drinks to the air and have fun
VERSE
I look to the left and the people are dancing
I look to the right side and the people are sweating
I can see you from here - you're shaking your head
I can see the ladies shaking their hips
In the bar the people are drinking
The ones on the dance floor are planning
And the guys on the side are taking advantage
What happens in the club in always scandalous
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Listen - don't alarm yourself
'Cos this is what the black man is bringing to you
So you can move your hips and your body
I know it's hot but don't worry
BRIDGE:
Sing like that - move like that
Screaming for me while you dress like that
Tempting these men in the club like that
CHORUS
We Faded
Artist(s): St. John
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
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Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Alley, Barrio, Chill, City, Club, Cool, Cop Show, Crunk, Dark, Death, Dirty South, Drive By, Drugs, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Guns, Mean, Ominous, Party, Prison, Scary, Shooting, Smooth, Sneaky, Southern, Street, Trippy, Urban, Vibe
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
94
Key:
G♯m/A♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
We Faded
WE FADED
Chorus
We faded rollin in the escaladed
We faded rollin with them crunked up ladies
Verse 1
We rollin deep and we downright nasty
Eyes all crooked and the fashion is ashy
Smoking on foot long blunts
Pullin stunts in the backseat
Tags on the whip say '83
I got aluminum fronts and I walk like a pimp
When you see me comin lights dim
Talking to a Mexican say you love
Them puerto Ricans 100%
Im here to freak em out they stash
I don't give up the cash
Got a big old burner underneath the dash
Loaded with a quick clip and them big mouth
Big talk suckas don't say ish
But im cool like the pillows of them eskimoes
Got to pull down low to drop the ride I smash toes
Style on pro
Hands on froze
Hand me the microphone in a b-boy pose
Chorus
Verse 2
Laser scope jump rope move pounds of dope
Its pathetic how the product in the hood is narcotics
Spot it and I gotta get it glove that the hand fit
Faded like a flat top legit
We in the spot lookin downright classy
Mama come and ask me clean or he nasty
Comin with his team lookin mean and flashy
Aint got a minute to admit it im a gangsta
Getting rid of competition in the battle c'mon
Getting 6 figures for this song
I aint worried bout nothing cause im faded
Youre whole style and your flow is outdated
Keeping it on point I be lovin them ladies
Rollin in a black 600 mercedes
Swerving like Mel did in Malibu
Sippin on rum I aint no bum
Chorus
Pull em out toast and I bang bang it
Got nothing on the books
(mumbles)
Phat Albert
Writer(s):
Craig Sharmat (SESAC) 100%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 100%
Category:
Electronic
Subcategories:
Acid Jazz, Acid Jazz Trip Hop KCRW, Ambient, Electronica, Hip Hop, Instrumental
Keywords:
Altered State, Ambient Groove, Atmospheric, Bar, City, Club, Cool, Dark, Drinking, Drugs, Euphoric, Fashion, High, Introspective, Moody, Nighttime, Psychedelic, Red Carpet, Relaxed, Runway, Smooth, Sneaky, Spacey, Style, Travel, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
75
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
NYC
Writer(s):
Craig Sharmat (SESAC) 100%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 100%
Category:
Electronic
Subcategories:
Acid Jazz, Acid Jazz Trip Hop KCRW, Ambient, Electronica, Hip Hop, Instrumental
Keywords:
Altered State, Ambient Groove, Atmospheric, Bar, City, Club, Cool, Dark, Drinking, Drugs, Euphoric, Fashion, High, Introspective, Moody, Nighttime, Psychedelic, Red Carpet, Relaxed, Runway, Smooth, Sneaky, Spacey, Style, Travel, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
94
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
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