Paroles et traduction Arcangel feat. Chucky73, Jim Jones, Dowba Montana & Young Flow - Sin Scotti

Sin Scotti

Trr, yeah
Big booboo, nigga
(Yeah)
Young Flow
Hydra

Nigga (Yeah), trra
Ellos dicen ser lo' más reale' hasta la muerte
Y se te viran por un peso (Yeah)
Corro por la de nadie
Honor, lealtad, respeto hasta después de muerto (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Todo comenzó en New York City
Por eso cuando tú me ve' I'm always fresh and litty
All these bitches wanna suck me like a titty
Será por lo que cargo adentro de estos Mike Amiri (Mikе Amiri)

No corro por la de nobody
Saco la Glock en el barrio, y a corrеr everybody, everybody
Todo el equipo tiene cash and card, y
Jordan no hubiese sido Jordan sin Scottie, sin Scottie, no

Aterrizamos en Miami, sabes la que hay
Seisciento' por la zeta, daddy, pregunta la price
Ojos chino' sin ir a China, yo siempre ando high
Una moña del palo 'e Miyagi, parecen bonsái

Navegando por la ciudad en este Rolls Royce
Con un peñón diamante negro igualito a Joyce
Por el mundo vacacionando, chillin' con los boys
Y una gata de Turks and Caicos de ojos turquoise

Them hoes love my voice, make they pussy moist
Como dice Gezzy, nigga, I'm the gangsta's choice
Por más que griten, cabrones, acá no llega el noise
Llegaron los tiburones, recojan los [?]

(Chuky, ey)
Jordan no habío' sido Jordan sin Scottie, Nueva York sin mí
Besen la mano, llegó papi a romper este beat
Arca me llamó, que no abusara, pero, ¿cómo así?
Soy la única cabra de lo' trapper' de NYC (Facts)

Hablan de mí, pero, ¿pa' qué? ¿Pa' despué' 'tá mamando?
¿Hablan de calle pa' despué' 'tá divareando?
Cuando yo me muera, muere el trap, no 'tén opinando
La maldita para de esta m*erda, respeten lo' rango'

Andamo' rulin, tengo goonie' que tiran por mí
Te la pongo en china si e' de calle, pa' que sienta' el ki
La 73 tiramo' y te aplomeamo' y no' vamo' de ahí
Pregúntale a shh cómo gritaba cuando lo prendí, bitch

No corro por la de nobody
Saco la Glock en el barrio, y a correr everybody, everybody
Todo el equipo tiene cash and card, y
Jordan no hubiese sido Jordan sin Scottie (Sin Scottie)

No corro por la de nobody
Saco la Glock en el barrio, y a correr everybody, everybody
Todo el equipo tiene cash and card, y
Jordan no hubiese sido Jordan sin Scottie, sin Scottie, no

Soy capricornio, me gusta el invierno
Crecí en La Manzana, por eso no duermo
Y tú 'tá en olla, y pensando en Dowba
Eso no e' normal, tú tiene' que 'tá en enfermo

Se ponen tierno' si no hay pastilla'
Mírame a los ojo', a que te encaquilla'
2010 fue una pesadilla
Pasé pila 'e lucha, na' má' era canilla

Ahora 'toy afuera con una manilla
Gorra de lo' Yankee', Timberland amarilla
Con un c*lo nuevo, cero milla'

Mi ñema rosada como una barquilla
Me siento cabrón, flow La Maravilla
No le llego a puya', yo 'toy dando estilla'
No le llego a puya', yo 'toy dando estilla'

Tú vida aquí vale una Perco
Má' cara de cinco peso', una pasola y una Draco
En plena luz del día, nigga, aquí 'tamo como RD
Yo para'o encima 'e die', eso e' lo último que tú va' a ve', poh

Tú lo' escucha' to' lo' día' "Free fulano"
Pero no ponen ni un centavo pa' paga' abogado'
Tú lo' escucha' to' lo' día' "Rest in peace, mi hermano"
Pero no han hecho ni un carajo a lo' que lo mataron

(Capo)
Everybody know that capo was a stepper (Step it)
Catch me in the club, got the Glock in la fiesta (Tun-tun-tun)
I sold 'em rocks when I was up the block, [?] (¿Qué lo que?)
Shit, I sold it all, even had the blocks [?] (Facts)

This agua on my neck got me lookin' like a lavamano
Mi gente sabe que Arca, that's my hermano (Brother)
I done spent a hundred thousand just for my katana
I don't know how many bottles we did in La Marena (Can't count)

.40 in my pantalón, I'm a grown man, I stand alone (Facts)
Ochenta on the watch, I spent another veinte grand in stones
(Count that up)
Nigga from the caseríos with the million-dollar fancy homes
[?] have been beaten, you should tell 'em that the champion's home

I been outside with [?], sellin' pies like it's Papa John
Catch us in the fancy rides, we lookin' fly with them rocky charms
(Skrrtt)
We got them choppin' arms, and nigga, that a choppa arm
(Boom-boom, boom-boom-boom; oh shit, it's [?])

No corro por la de nobody
Saco la Glock en el barrio, y a correr everybody, everybody
Todo el equipo tiene cash and card, y
Jordan no hubiese sido Jordan sin Scottie, sin Scottie, no

No corro por la de nobody
Saco la Glock en el barrio, y a correr everybody, everybody
Todo el equipo tiene cash and card, y
Jordan no hubiese sido Jordan sin Scottie (Sin Scottie)

Sin Scotti

Trr, yeah
Big booboo, nigga
(Yeah)
Young Flow
Hydra

Nigga (Yeah), trra
They claim to be the 'most real' until death
And they turn on you by a weight (Yeah)
I run for nobody's
Honor, loyalty, respect even after I'm dead (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

It all started in New York City
That's why when you see me 'I'm always fresh and litty
All these bitches wanna suck me like a titty
It will be because of what I carry inside these Mike Amiri (Mike Amiri)

I don't run for nobody's...
I take out the Glock in the neighborhood, and to run everybody, everybody
The whole team has cash and card, and
Jordan wouldn't have been Jordan without Scottie, without Scottie, no

We landed in Miami, you know the one
Six hundred ' for the zeta, Daddy, ask the price
Chinese eyes' without going to China, I always walk high...
A bow of the stick 'e Miyagi, they look like bonsai

Cruising around the city in this Rolls Royce
With a black diamond rock just like Joyce
Around the world vacationing, chillin' with the boys
And a turquoise-eyed Turks and Caicos cat...

Them hoes love my voice, make them pussy moist
As Gezzy says, nigga, I'm the gangsta's choice
No matter how much they scream, bastards, the noise doesn't come here
The sharks have arrived, pick up the [?]

(Chuky, hey)
Jordan wouldn't have been Jordan without Scottie, New York without me
Kiss my hand, daddy came to break this beat
Arca called me, not to abuse, but how so?
I'm the only 'trapper' goat in NYC (Facts)

They talk about me, but for what? To 'after' you're sucking?
Are you talking about the "after" street?
When I die, the trap dies, don't have an opinion
Fucking stop this shit, respect the 'rank'

Andamo'rulin, I got goonie' they pull for me
I'll put it on you in China if I' street, to' feel' the ki
The 73 I throw 'and I aplomeamo you' and not 'go' from there
Ask shh how he was screaming when I turned him on, bitch

I don't run for nobody's...
I take out the Glock in the neighborhood, and to run everybody, everybody
The whole team has cash and card, and
Jordan wouldn't have been Jordan without Scottie (Without Scottie)

I don't run for nobody's...
I take out the Glock in the neighborhood, and to run everybody, everybody
The whole team has cash and card, and
Jordan wouldn't have been Jordan without Scottie, without Scottie, no

I'm a Capricorn, I like winter
I grew up on the Block, that's why I don't sleep
And you ' t in pot, and thinking about Dowba
That's not normal, you have to be sick.

They get tender 'if there is no pill'
Look at me in the eye ', to what makes you squat'
2010 was a nightmare.
I passed pila'e lucha, na' ma' was tap

Now 'toy outside with a handle
'Yankee' hat, Timberland yellow
With a f*cking new thing, zero mile'

My pink yema like a little boat
I feel like a bastard, flow The Wonder
I don't get to puya', I 'toy giving estilla'
I don't get to puya', I 'toy giving estilla'

Your life here is worth a Perco
More 'five weight face', a pasola and a Draco
In broad daylight, nigga, here 'tamo like RD
Yo para'o sobre 'e die', eso e' lo último que tus va' a ve', poh

You 'listen' to 'lo' day' "Free so-and-so"
But they don't put up a dime to 'pay' lawyer'
You 'listen' to 'it' to 'it' day' "Rest in peace, my brother"
But they haven't done a damn thing to what ' they killed him

(Capo)
Everybody knows that capo was a stepper (Step it)
Catch me in the club, got the Glock in the party (Tun-tun-tun)
I sold 'em rocks when I was up the block, [?] (¿Qué lo que?)
Shit, I sold it all, even had the blocks [?] (Facts)

This agua on my neck got me lookin' like a lavamano
Mi gente sabe que Arca, that's my hermano (Brother)
I done spent a hundred thousand just for my katana
I don't know how many bottles we did in La Marena (Can't count)

.40 in my pantalón, I'm a grown man, I stand alone (Facts)
Ochenta on the watch, I spent another veinte grand in stones
(Count that up)
Nigga from the caseríos with the million-dollar fancy homes
[?] have been beaten, you should tell 'em that the champion's home

I been outside with [?], sellin' pies like it's Papa John
Catch us in the fancy rides, we lookin' fly with them rocky charms
(Skrrtt)
We got them choppin' arms, and nigga, that a choppa arm
(Boom-boom, boom-boom-boom; oh shit, it's [?])

I don't run for nobody's...
I take out the Glock in the neighborhood, and to run everybody, everybody
The whole team has cash and card, and
Jordan wouldn't have been Jordan without Scottie, without Scottie, no

I don't run for nobody's...
I take out the Glock in the neighborhood, and to run everybody, everybody
The whole team has cash and card, and
Jordan wouldn't have been Jordan without Scottie (Without Scottie)