Paroles et traduction Gatillero 23 - Popote

Popote

Aaaah
(Bloque Gatti)
Si no eres mi coro mejor evite rose,
Hablan de espaldas y de frente no me conocen.
Sí ellos supieran lo que tengo abajo el bóxer,
Que estoy cria′o con esto desde los 12.
Tú eres rebote en mi coro son to' popote,
Si la rastrillo van a sonar como un pote.
Ellos son gánster y al final se ponen cote,
Nunca le dé el valor cuando el corazón late.
(Bloque Gatti)
Me siento en el mismo contén,
Lo mismo panas dividien (dividieron).
Los códigos los tengo yo y ustedes no se aprendien (aprendieron)
Muchos fueron puro y se pusieron su gomita
Cuando yo mangué los Filipien y ellos se quedan en plen.
No me juegue sucio que yo sí te lo dejo pisao (pisado).
Tú no corre conmigo pa′ decir que yo soy cotizao.
(Cotizado)
Saben que la tengo y ninguno a mi me la han dao (dado)
Y eso no me importa hace rato que yo estoy corona'o
Casi to' la noche yo oigo voces,
Que me dicen Gatti no le baje, ponle.
Tú sabe que tú eres la esperanza del bloque,
No te limite que eso no va con los gánster.
Si no eres mi coro mejor evite rose,
Hablan de espaldas y de frente no me conocen.
Sí ellos supieran lo que tengo abajo el bóxer,
Que estoy cria′o con esto desde los 12.
Tú eres rebote en mi coro son to′ popote,
Si la rastrillo van a sonar como un pote.
Ellos son gánster y al final se ponen cote,
Nunca le dé el valor cuando el corazón late.
Casi to' la noche yo oigo voces,
Que me dicen Gatti no le baje, ponle.
Tú sabe que tú eres la esperanza del bloque,
No te limite que eso no va con los gánster.
Tú critica pila, ponte en mi zapato,
Camina con ellos pa′ que vea lo malos ratos.
Ya yo me di cuenta que tú eres un pilato,
Me pueden a ve 30 pero no muerto.
Siempre positivo cuando me arrebato,
Quizás no me han prendio porque me cuida un santo.
Los errores son mío, no me arrepiento.
No ando en sentimientos yo lo que ando en cualto.
Si no eres mi coro mejor evite rose,
Hablan de espaldas y de frente no me conocen.
Sí ellos supieran lo que tengo abajo el bóxer,
Que estoy cria'o con esto desde los 12.
Tú eres rebote en mi coro son to′ popote,
Si la rastrillo van a sonar como un pote.
Ellos son gánster y al final se ponen cote, (No,no)
Nunca le dé el valor cuando el corazón late.
Aaaaaah
Blo', Bloque Gatti
¡Un saludo!
Pa′ lo Grettis mío de aquel la'o
Y lo del patio también
Lo que la corren de verdad

Popote

Aaaah
(Gatti Block)
If you're not my chorus, you better avoid friction,
They talk behind my back, but they don't know me face to face.
If they only knew what I have under my boxers,
That I've been raised with this since I was 12.
You're a rebound, in my chorus they're all straw,
If I rake them, they're gonna sound like a pot.
They're gangsters, but in the end they chicken out,
Never give them value when your heart is racing.
(Gatti Block)
I sit in the same container,
The same friends dividing (divided).
I have the codes, you guys don't learn them (learned)
Many were pure and put on their rubber band
When I sucked on the Filipinos and they stayed in plen.
Don't play dirty with me, I'll leave you stepped on (stepped on).
You don't run with me to say that I'm quoted.
(Quoted)
They know I have it and none of them have given it to me (given)
And that doesn't matter, I've been crowned for a while
Almost every night I hear voices,
That tell me Gatti don't lower it, put it on.
You know that you are the hope of the block,
Don't limit yourself, that's not for gangsters.
If you're not my chorus, you better avoid friction,
They talk behind my back, but they don't know me face to face.
If they only knew what I have under my boxers,
That I've been raised with this since I was 12.
You're a rebound, in my chorus they're all straw,
If I rake them, they're gonna sound like a pot.
They're gangsters, but in the end they chicken out,
Never give them value when your heart is racing.
Almost every night I hear voices,
That tell me Gatti don't lower it, put it on.
You know that you are the hope of the block,
Don't limit yourself, that's not for gangsters.
You criticize a lot, put yourself in my shoes,
Walk with them so you can see the bad times.
I already realized that you are a Pilate,
They can see me 30 but not dead.
Always positive when I snatch,
Maybe they haven't caught me because a saint is watching over me.
The mistakes are mine, I don't regret them.
I'm not into feelings, I'm into rooms.
If you're not my chorus, you better avoid friction,
They talk behind my back, but they don't know me face to face.
If they only knew what I have under my boxers,
That I've been raised with this since I was 12.
You're a rebound, in my chorus they're all straw,
If I rake them, they're gonna sound like a pot.
They're gangsters, but in the end they chicken out, (No, no)
Never give them value when your heart is racing.
Aaaaaah
Blo', Gatti Block
Greetings!
To my Grettis from over there
And those from the yard too
Those who really run it