paroles de chanson Gritty - Outlandish , Isam Bachiri , Waqas Qadri , Lenny Martinez

On the road in the bus bumping with my thugs.
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut.
On my block
In my set
You don't wanna test
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut.
On the porch
In the crib
Eating momma's meal
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut.
On the phone
Doing buiss'
Trying to close a deal
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut.; Waqas
We gonna party it's monsoon wedding up in here
Soon as we touch ground it's "tusi chad chak dey"
Say what?
We gonna tear the roof up
And get crunked on "garam chai" up at the bar with my feet up; Lenny
Me llaman cabrón
No quiero escribirle a tu maldita canción
Estoy cansado de hacer favores
Ponte en mis zapatos
Este ritmo esta estropeado para el carajo; Waqas
If the shoe don't fit?
Fuck it wear it anyway
Man it's too tight!!
Then cut it
I need my space
Did you know her?
Nah never seen her face
Shorty acting like we go back like Biggie and Faith; Lenny
¿Quien quiero ser?
Pelusa
Quiero ser como El Diego
Rebelde puro con amor por el juego
Coraje latino
Eso es tan puro
Serena intesidad
Eso te lo aseguro
Rap; Isam
Snakes all up in this chase
I'm trying to get out of this shhh
They' trying to steal my plate
Keep them out of my show
Keep them out of my goal
Don't give me that sweet talk you
Keep them out of my flow
I'm tired of y'all; nobody get's the job done around here
I don't eat pork, thought I made myself clear
You slipped bacon in my white rice
Instead of them prawns
I had no clue, came home
Breathe smelling like Santa Claus
Who the boss??
You??
Nahh, me that's who!!
Who got the bread??
You??
Naah, me that's who!!
Say, you want me to get up and slap you but,
You better believe you out of the job
Cuz of the food you fucked, you are fired, ya fool!!
Bridge;
We, we don't need nobody else no
Take your business somewhere else fool
Tell your peeps not to bother me no more
Ya keep ya friends close but ya keep ya enemy closer
Take the bitter with the sweet, and the sweet with the bitter
Mix it with a little bit of brains and some cheddar
How ya gon' live my brotha if ya don't matter; Waqas
All my live moros throw your hands up
Let me see you go skyhigh to this cut
Letting you know El Moro tear the club up
How you gon' live my brotha if you don't know what's up; Lenny
Mira al Moro, mírame
Watch me as I put it down whut
Suavemente admírame
Presente con mi mara que queres
Vete, este no es lugar para un bebe
End.