Lyrics and translation Yeruza - Try Me

Try Me

Ja, ya los días no son grises, tratan de opacarme pero no les sale
Con mi disco duro yo hago que tu y tu productor me lo mamen
Ellos saben, yo tengo la salsa yo tengo la grasa
Ven y recoje a tu baby que lleva como cinco dias en casa

Con la blicky we stay busy en el bloque serving up
Yo no tengo que roncar a mi la calle me la dio
Javi cuadra los paquetes en lo que yo enrolo el blunt
Empezamos a pulmón, cabron no te pegues tu eres un lambon, hey-hey-hey

Un saludo a los que me apoyaron de cero les juro que a ustedes les debo
Y los que me critican me maman el huevo, hasta luego
En cinco minutos despego, haciendo un viaje de negocios
Pa' ustedes yo no tengo tiempo, juego vivo siempre estoy atento (Gang, gang, gang)

La ma'i de mi hijo no quiere volver, dice que yo soy un puto
Los enemigos casando me quieren vestir a los míos de luto
Do it for the gang, ah-ah-ah, yo los ejecuto
Le dieron perpetua a mi hermano y sigo diciendo que eso no fue justo

Estoy bien encabronau, no me hables como si tu me conocieras
Un pistolaso dame la cartera y deja la loquera
Hey hey, yo llamo a kay y el va llegarle con los de cantera
Cuando me veas te va a dar diarrea, cabron mejor coje la cera

Me gusta la nueve pero si estoy en casa, ando con la .45
Mi droga los tiene sintiéndose down, como Rakim y Ken-Y
It's Moneywayy, the only way, all these niggas know the vibe
And they know that I'ma ride, como Biggie I'm ready to die

Try Me

Ha, the days are not gray anymore, they try to overshadow me but it doesn't turn out
With my hard drive I make you and your producer blow me
They know, I have the sauce I have the fat
Come and pick up your baby who has been at home for like five days

With the blicky we stay busy on the serving up block
I don't have to snore to me the street gave it to me
Javi squares the packages in what I wrap the blunt
We started to lung, fuck don't hit you you're a lambon, hey-hey-hey

A greeting to those who supported me from scratch I swear that I owe you
And those who criticize me suck my egg, see you later
I take off in five minutes, taking a business trip
Pa' you guys I don't have time, live game I'm always attentive (Gang, gang, gang)

My son's mom doesn't want to come back, she says I'm a fucking
The enemies marrying me want to dress mine in mourning
Do it for the gang, ah-ah-ah, I execute them
They gave my brother life and I keep saying that wasn't fair

I'm fine, don't talk to me like you know me.
A pistolaso give me the wallet and leave the shrink
Hey hey, I call Kay and he's gonna get to her with the quarry guys
When you see me you're gonna get diarrhea, motherfucker better take the wax

I like the nine but if I'm at home, I go with the.45
My dope has them feeling down, like Rakim and Ken-Y
It's Moneywayy, the only way, all these niggas know the vibe
And they know that I'ma ride, like Biggie I'm ready to die