Dyablo - In God We Trust - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Dyablo - In God We Trust




In God We Trust
In God We Trust
In Gats we Trust
In Gats We Trust
In gats we trust aint no g′s like us we ghetto fabulous you can't handle us
We trust in guns, there ain't no G's like us, we're ghetto fabulous, you can't handle us
In gats we trust aint no g′s like us we ghetto fabulous you can't handle us
We trust in guns, there ain't no G's like us, we're ghetto fabulous, you can't handle us
Mujeres bailan i gritan quando escuchan este ritmo mis enemigos lloran i se incan soy testigo quisieran ellos caminar en mis sapatos yo te digo es oro blanco rojo i amarillo con diamantesi crustadon en mi medalla que me proteje cuando me encuentro en una batalla los perros ladran i se desgaran mas solo ablan pues no me paran de la embidia no les pagan si crusan mi camino con su vida pagan de que presumen no son nada i nunca se les aquaba
Women dance and scream when they hear this rhythm, my enemies cry and kneel, I'm a witness, they wish they could walk in my shoes, I tell you, it's white, red, and yellow gold with diamonds and crustaceans on my medal that protects me when I find myself in a battle, the dogs bark and tear themselves apart, but they only talk because they can't stop me, envy doesn't pay them, if they cross my path, they pay with their lives, what do they boast about? They are nothing and they never end
Rotwilers with domi callas big time shop callas with lots of dallars big time shot callers with lost of dollas so wont you holla clown for the tribes in the house breaking word records to make the mamies bounce 'cause José asked me to make a track with him and you know im rich all hell when i rap with him ′cause we ghetto fabulous but don′t get it twisted were still down to bust
Rottweilers with Dom Pérignon, big-time shop callers with lots of dollars, big-time shot callers with lots of dollars, so won't you holla clown for the tribes in the house breaking word records to make the mamas bounce because José asked me to make a track with him and you know I'm rich as hell when I rap with him because we're ghetto fabulous but don't get it twisted we're still down to bust
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U mess with the real give you what to feel aint no body that can give you a better deal 'cause what i got is the fattest sack boogie man will alwayz be that top notch mack and who trys to get in my way im going to send you away with lusifer to play pluz if you get on my nerves i leave brains and guts all up on the curve you herd
You mess with the real, I'll give you what to feel, there ain't nobody that can give you a better deal because what I got is the fattest sack, boogie man will always be that top-notch mack, and who tries to get in my way? I'm going to send you away with Lucifer to play, plus if you get on my nerves I leave brains and guts all up on the curve, you heard?
Asi es la vida en este lado donde yo estoy mujer es feria, oro llerba i un poco de alcol pues california representa la ciudad de sol 619 siempre firma pordonde boy donde mi gente carga quete donde mi guente simple mente vive al dia todo a presento grava te en la mente como yo jesus el dyablo aora saves tu lo que soy
That's how life is on this side where I am, woman is a party, gold, weed, and a little alcohol, because California represents the city of sun, 619 always signs wherever I go, where my people carry whatever, where my people simply live day by day, everything is present, engraved in the mind like me, Jesus the devil, now you know what I am
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So what yo wanna be like us some mexicans coming from the streets like us no thugz no gangstaz just some prankstas and we can have n e thing ′cause we some rap stars now we can have limos and we can have yats and we can have bleer and we can call shots you wanna make a bet I'll get the mamies wet and if it′s all good then it's all set soy codisiado por el estilo de esta vida que yo llebo biejas que ban i bienes son i guales all dinero hombres pelean por ellas como lo ase un perro pues no me importa tengo muchas eso no lo niego con ultimas yo te presento sin elternativa callar la voca de los envidiosos me motiva viviendo el dia como el ultimo dia de mi vida tengo la mente que esto se termina i ensegida
So what, you wanna be like us? Some Mexicans coming from the streets like us? No thugs, no gangsters, just some pranksters, and we can have anything because we're some rap stars, now we can have limos and we can have yachts, and we can have beer and we can call shots, you wanna make a bet? I'll get the mamas wet, and if it's all good then it's all set, I'm coveted for the style of this life that I lead, old women who come and go are the same, all money, men fight over them like a dog does, well, I don't care, I have many, I don't deny that, with ultimatums I present you with no alternative, silencing the mouths of the envious motivates me, living the day like the last day of my life, I have the mind that this ends and immediately
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Writer(s): Jesus Vaca


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