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Yeah, I woke up with the sun in my face, Grateful vibes, I’m ready to embrace, Got my crew rollin', we hit the block, In the heart of the city, man, we never stop Life's a ride, and I'm steering it right, Got my dreams in sight, ain't no end to this flight, From the bottom, now we reachin' the peak, With the laughter and the love, that’s the treasure we seek Chasin’ joy, yeah we livin’ it loud, Dancin' through the struggles, we ain't never bowed, With every step, I’m feelin’ that bliss, In this game of life, I ain't gon' miss. With the rhythm in my heart and the beat in my soul, Happiness is the goal, that’s how we roll, Ain't no stress, just the vibes we create, Turnin’ fears into cheers, it’s never too late. Smilin’ at the haters, let ‘em throw shade, While I’m collecting memories, never gonna fade, From the highs to the lows, we rise, then we shine, In this tapestry of life, joy’s a thread that’s divine. Chasin’ joy, yeah we livin’ it loud, Dancin' through the struggles, we ain't never bowed, With every step, I’m feelin’ that bliss, In this game of life, I ain't gon' miss. And when the night falls, stars light up the way, We celebrate the wins, no matter how big or gray, This happiness, we stack, it’s a priceless treasure, In the rhythm of our lives, we find the true measure. So here’s to the laughter, the love we create, Chasin’ joy now and forever, we elevate, Cuz in this life’s journey, we gotta make it count, Happiness, our anthem, let’s sing it loud – no doubt!

باترول ماما احلى من باترول مشاري أنا عزوز احب كمارو حمود احلى من كل سيايير الكويت كمارو حمودي احلا من امبالا حمود حبيبي راعي الكمارو أنا عزوز احب سي فايف سي فايف سي فايف اشترولي كورفيت سي فايف أنا عزوز احب اسكاليد حمود أنا عزوز احب كمارو حمود أنا عزوز احب باترول مشاري

Yeah, yeah, it’s Hamood in the ride, 2014, all black, Camaro 1LE SS, let’s go! Hamood’s in the city, rollin’ smooth, no stress, 2014 Camaro, 1LE SS, it’s the best, Blacked out look, man, it’s got that finesse, When he hits the gas, you know it’s a flex. Supercharged power, engine roarin’ like a beast, Takin’ over streets, never missin’ a beat, Shinin’ through the night, got that midnight gloss, When Hamood pulls up, man, the haters take a loss. Hamood’s Camaro, all black on the scene, 1LE SS, livin’ fast, livin’ clean, Engine’s pumpin’, hear it roar in the night, When he hits the pedal, man, he takes flight. All black, no cap, just livin’ the dream, Hamood’s in the Camaro, he’s the king of the scene. Yo, he’s ridin’ low, 20-inch wheels spinnin’ round, Every turn, every drift, he owns that sound, Leather seats, dashboard lookin’ pristine, In his Camaro, man, he’s livin’ the dream. Got that exhaust blowin’, yeah, it’s got that power, Zero to sixty, in less than a minute, it’s ours, Hamood don’t care, he’s takin’ the lead, Rollin’ through the city, yeah, he’s speedin’ with ease. Hamood’s Camaro, all black on the scene, 1LE SS, livin’ fast, livin’ clean, Engine’s pumpin’, hear it roar in the night, When he hits the pedal, man, he takes flight. All black, no cap, just livin’ the dream, Hamood’s in the Camaro, he’s the king of the scene. Yeah, it’s all black, smooth like velvet, Every street he rides on, best believe, he’ll shelve it, Takin’ sharp turns, burnin’ rubber on the way, Hamood and his Camaro, we ain’t got time to play. Hamood’s Camaro, all black on the scene, 1LE SS, livin’ fast, livin’ clean, Engine’s pumpin’, hear it roar in the night, When he hits the pedal, man, he takes flight. All black, no cap, just livin’ the dream, Hamood’s in the Camaro, he’s the king of the scene. Hamood’s got the ride, and the power’s in his hands, Cruisin’ through the city, runnin’ all the lands, 1LE SS, yeah, it’s the perfect match, Hamood’s in the Camaro, and he’s takin’ it to the max. Yeah!

Yeah, yeah, it’s Hamood in the ride, 2014, all black, Camaro 1LE SS, let’s go! Hamood’s in the city, rollin’ smooth, no stress, 2014 Camaro, 1LE SS, it’s the best, Blacked out look, man, it’s got that finesse, When he hits the gas, you know it’s a flex. Supercharged power, engine roarin’ like a beast, Takin’ over streets, never missin’ a beat, Shinin’ through the night, got that midnight gloss, When Hamood pulls up, man, the haters take a loss. Hamood’s Camaro, all black on the scene, 1LE SS, livin’ fast, livin’ clean, Engine’s pumpin’, hear it roar in the night, When he hits the pedal, man, he takes flight. All black, no cap, just livin’ the dream, Hamood’s in the Camaro, he’s the king of the scene. Yo, he’s ridin’ low, 20-inch wheels spinnin’ round, Every turn, every drift, he owns that sound, Leather seats, dashboard lookin’ pristine, In his Camaro, man, he’s livin’ the dream. Got that exhaust blowin’, yeah, it’s got that power, Zero to sixty, in less than a minute, it’s ours, Hamood don’t care, he’s takin’ the lead, Rollin’ through the city, yeah, he’s speedin’ with ease. Hamood’s Camaro, all black on the scene, 1LE SS, livin’ fast, livin’ clean, Engine’s pumpin’, hear it roar in the night, When he hits the pedal, man, he takes flight. All black, no cap, just livin’ the dream, Hamood’s in the Camaro, he’s the king of the scene. Yeah, it’s all black, smooth like velvet, Every street he rides on, best believe, he’ll shelve it, Takin’ sharp turns, burnin’ rubber on the way, Hamood and his Camaro, we ain’t got time to play. Hamood’s Camaro, all black on the scene, 1LE SS, livin’ fast, livin’ clean, Engine’s pumpin’, hear it roar in the night, When he hits the pedal, man, he takes flight. All black, no cap, just livin’ the dream, Hamood’s in the Camaro, he’s the king of the scene. Hamood’s got the ride, and the power’s in his hands, Cruisin’ through the city, runnin’ all the lands, 1LE SS, yeah, it’s the perfect match, Hamood’s in the Camaro, and he’s takin’ it to the max. Yeah!

(Verse 1) Yeah, step to the mic, let me talk my talk, Ain't waitin' on nobody, yeah, I walk my walk. Tried to doubt me? That’s a bad, bad bet, Now they watchin’ every move like a live stream set. I don’t need no prince, I don’t need no save, Got my own bag, yeah, built my own wave. Told ‘em step back, I’ma do it my way, Gold on my mind, got no time for the fake. (Chorus) 💅 I’m tough, I’m bold, I shine, I glow, Built from the ground, yeah, they already know. Queens don’t beg, yeah, we take that throne, Mess with the best, get left alone. 💅 (Verse 2) Lip gloss poppin’, attitude mean, But I still make ‘em stare when I step on the scene. Sweet like sugar but my hustle too strong, Try to knock me down? Nah, I been too gone. They talk, they trip, they mad, that’s cute, I stay ten toes in my big girl boots. Ain’t gotta prove nothin’, I know who I be, Wrote my own script, yeah, I run this movie. (Bridge) No cap, no play, no time for the fake, I win, I grind, yeah, I make my fate. Told ‘em I was next, now they lookin' real shook, Tryna read my game? Better buy that book. (Outro) 👑 Boss moves only, I don’t take L’s, Came from the bottom, now my story sells. Head held high, I don’t bow, I don’t fold, This girl runs the world—now watch it turn gold. 👑

Yeah, yeah… Jaider Pecha en el mic, tú sabes qué es lo que hay... Si hay fiesta, soy la ley... Si hay drama, 'toy en play... Me subo al micro, sueno cabrón, No hay competencia, soy la ecuación. Si hay un problema, lo arreglo en acción, No soy maleante, pero tengo el don. Mujeres me buscan, lo saben bien, No me enamoro, eso no es mi game. Hoy estoy con una, mañana con cien, Pero en mi mente, solo el billete. Jaider Pecha, el dueño del show, Si llego al party, se enciende el flow. Bailan las babies, suenan los beats, Tiran la movie, pero yo soy el film. No hablo de calle, pero la viví, No soy maleante, pero aprendí. Si el respeto no llega a mí, Me pongo frío, te toca sufrir. Gritan mi nombre, la gente lo sabe, Si hay fiesta en la cuadra, es porque yo ando en la nave. Rumba encendida, la música suena, Si Pecha no llega, se muere la escena. Jaider Pecha, el dueño del show, Si llego al party, se enciende el flow. Bailan las babies, suenan los beats, Tiran la movie, pero yo soy el film. Brindemos por los que dijeron que no, Mírame ahora, facturando cabrón. Lo mío es el ritmo, la vida, la acción, Si hay un problema, lo arreglo en canción. Yo… Jaider Pecha, siempre en el mic… Siempre en la cima, sin bajar del high…

[Verse] Blood thicker than water, roots run deep, Huddled round the fire where the secrets keep. Mama said "child, stand tall, don't fold," Legacy a mountain, climb it bold. [Chorus] Family first, yeah, the bond won't break. Through storms and the quakes, it's the love we take. Rise through the ashes, no giving in, no sin, From the hard times, that's where we begin. [Verse 2] Pops worked hands raw, sweat paved the way. Taught me grit ain't borrowed, real men don't stray. Sis had my back when I stumbled in the street, Life ain't a solo, the harmony's sweet. [Bridge] Keep moving forward, no room for defeat. Character carved in the struggle's heat. Good deeds, the seeds we plant in this dirt, Karma the mirror, reflect your worth. [Chorus] Family first, yeah, the bond won’t break. Through storms and the quakes, it’s the love we take. Rise through the ashes, no giving in, no sin, From the hard times, that’s where we begin. [Verse 3] Cousins toast loud, stories fly across the feast. Even when I fell low, they believed I’d reach. Uncles said, "Kid, you ain't shaped by your downs, Catch the world, turn that frown into a crown."

Pulled up late, city lights in the backdrop, Wheels too clean, make the whole block back off. Double cup dreams, yeah, the vibe too hazy, Diamonds in the chain got the vision too wavy. (Verse 2) Moonwalk steps when I step in the function, Bands too tall, got 'em askin' for instructions. Outta my mind, see the stars when I’m faded, Runnin’ through the night like the track never gated.

na puchu Tere bare sawal Ab koi, jo hua mere sath uska ilaj na koi, tu Galat ya sahi iski talash si rahi, hote hue bhi kahu, Teri Parwa hi nahi, Dil ke shor me doob rahi hai har baat, yaadon ki raakh me jal rahi hai har raat, tujhse jake bhi door, tujhse na hua juda, par ab na lautunga, ye kasam rakhi hai maine kha, par sach toh yeh hại, jhooth bolta hu mai, tere bina bhi tujhme hi khoya rehta hu mai, chaha ke bhi tujh tak na laut paya, mohabbat thi par shayad kismat na aaya. tu door sahi, par yaadon mein hai zinda, yaad karke lamhe na jane q hota hu sharminda, tha bharosa tujh pr, tu hi Mera guroor, Jaan e Jana aisa Kya hua, sapne hue choor na puchu Tere bare sawal Ab koi, jo hua mere sath uska ilaj na koi, tu Galat ya sahi iski talash si rahi, hote hue bhi kahu, Teri Parwa hi nahi sath tere beetta tha mera har din sunehra, abh din, din se raat, fir ho jata hal savera, ninde bhi abh mujhse hone lagi hai khafa, kahe Mera Dil na mai aur tu hai bewafa Kash paa lu tujhe firse, soch lagta hai, darr khyal aata hai cheeze repeat hone lagi,agar I know tu bhi Rehti hongi Khush mere bina, mai bhi lagbhag shikh Raha hu jina tera bina, na puchu Tere bare sawal Ab koi, jo hua mere sath uska ilaj na koi, tu Galat ya sahi iski talash si rahi, hote hue bhi kahu, Teri Parwa hi nahi,

Yo, Karl, we ain't so different, let me make that clear, We both seek progress, wealth, and no more fear. Division of labor? Man, that’s my creed, But you want workers united—same goal, different speed. Smith, I see you—markets gotta move, But we both hate kings, that much is true. We preach production, but I see your flaw, Your "invisible hand" ain't helping the poor at all! Laissez-faire, let the market run free, Supply and demand bring prosperity. Competition breeds innovation, that’s the key, Not your five-year plans and misery! You talk of markets, but I see distress, Workers suffer while the rich oppress. From each by ability, to each by need, Not profits for a few while the masses bleed! Free trade, free minds, economies grow, With capitalism, Europe will glow! Wealth of Nations ain't just a book, It's the blueprint to keep Europe's outlook shook! Nah, stability? You got it wrong, When the workers rise, they’ll sing this song! Class struggle ends when the people unite, No more kings, no more bosses—just workers’ might! Communism’s a dream, but history’s real, Your revolutions fail—what’s the deal? From Lenin to Mao, they all fell through, Your system breeds famine—what you gonna do? Your capitalism’s cold, greed runs wild, Exploiting the workers while the rich stack piles! Boom and bust—your cycle’s a joke, Recessions hit, and the poor stay broke!

Yo, Karl, we ain't so different, let me make that clear, We both seek progress, wealth, and no more fear. Division of labor? Man, that’s my creed, But you want workers united—same goal, different speed. Smith, I see you—markets gotta move, But we both hate kings, that much is true. We preach production, but I see your flaw, Your "invisible hand" ain't helping the poor at all! Laissez-faire, let the market run free, Supply and demand bring prosperity. Competition breeds innovation, that’s the key, Not your five-year plans and misery! You talk of markets, but I see distress, Workers suffer while the rich oppress. From each by ability, to each by need, Not profits for a few while the masses bleed! Free trade, free minds, economies grow, With capitalism, Europe will glow! Wealth of Nations ain't just a book, It's the blueprint to keep Europe's outlook shook! Nah, stability? You got it wrong, When the workers rise, they’ll sing this song! Class struggle ends when the people unite, No more kings, no more bosses—just workers’ might! Communism’s a dream, but history’s real, Your revolutions fail—what’s the deal? From Lenin to Mao, they all fell through, Your system breeds famine—what you gonna do? Your capitalism’s cold, greed runs wild, Exploiting the workers while the rich stack piles! Boom and bust—your cycle’s a joke, Recessions hit, and the poor stay broke!

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