Текст и перевод песни YOVNGCHIMI feat. DJ Drama - All My N****S

All My N****S

To los mios jalan to los mios tan probao
Me siento hp to mis diablos estan armao
Las glizzy en la srt en lloren torres haciendo burn out
100 mil en cuello dile Russo estoy frizao
En la amg cabron con la pistola en el moncler
Tu sabe que si me falta la glizzy te voy a prender
La ganga vendiendo mas gasolina que la chell
Te buziamo en tu canto cabron como michael phelps
I be wit the gangsta real murdas
To lo que tu tira pa la calle es una mierda
Si fue por mi cb a ti que ni te inviertan
Uds se pegan en la music metiendo feca
Coronando merca
Invicto con las dos vuelta
Death row los diablos te tumban la puerta
En las trama
Un bandido de PR y DJ drama
10 trabajo y 10 pistola encima de mi cama
Traphouse gang glizzy gvng murda gang
No hubiera sido cantante si no fuera por scam
No hubiera sido cantante si no fuera los bands
Sigo comprandoles palo a to mis diablo de lloren
Los titeres matando to los dias por los point
Siempre que salimos pa la calle baby es un convoy
El mas duro en esto peso a peso como floyd
No tengo que aparentar to los duro saben quien soy
I be speaking facts
Got a milly of them tracks
Me retiro con los kilos y no vuelvo a cantar
Los dueño de la calle cabron como dijo Omar
Ni pasan ni por los 20 a calle 4 van a entrar
Tu eres loco
Son 200 tiros pa tu coco
Los prendemo en fuego estoy fichao yo ni lo toco
Cuadrando una vuelta de en el video de mora
Real gangsta y tengo el dribble de j morant
Saben que llegan los diablo por to las motora
Los switches y los peine en to las pistola
Tu ere un trili que ella quiere un demonio que controla
Y los mios en las molly perco pali y rola
What yo mouth when u speak about me
Cus I be in the street certified real g
150 al abogado mas vale que gane el plead
G27 J80 sangre roja what we bleed
To los mios jalan to los mios tan probao
Me siento hp to mis diablos estan armao
Las glizzy en la srt en lloren torres haciendo burn out
100 mil en cuello dile Russo estoy frizao

All My N****S

My crew's rolling, my crew's been tested, girl
I feel like a motherfucker, all my demons are armed
Glizzy in the SRT, in Lloren Torres doing burnouts
100k on my neck, tell Russo I'm iced out
In the AMG, babe, with the pistol in the Moncler
You know if I'm missing the glizzy, I'm gonna light you up
The gang selling more gas than Shell
We'll drown you in your hood, like Michael Phelps
I be wit the gangsta real murdas
Everything you put on the streets is shit
If it was up to me, they wouldn't even invest in you
Y'all be high on the music, snorting coke
Crowning the dope
Undefeated with the two rounds
Death row, the devils knock down your door
In the trap
A bandit from PR and DJ Drama
10 jobs and 10 pistols on top of my bed
Traphouse gang, glizzy gang, murder gang
I wouldn't have been a rapper if it wasn't for scams
I wouldn't have been a rapper if it wasn't for the bands
Still buying sticks for all my demons from Lloren
The puppets killing every day for the points
Every time we hit the streets, baby, it's a convoy
The hardest in this, pound for pound, like Floyd
I don't have to pretend, all the real ones know who I am
I be speaking facts
Got a milly of them tracks
I'll retire with the kilos and never rap again
The owners of the street, like Omar said
They won't even pass by 20th, they ain't getting into 4th Street
You're crazy
200 shots to your dome
We set them on fire, I'm hot, I don't even touch it
Setting up a lick in Mora's video
Real gangsta and I got the dribble of Ja Morant
They know the devils are coming on all the bikes
Switches and extended mags in all the pistols
You're a goofy, she wants a demon who's in control
And my crew is on molly, percs, weed, and rolls
What yo mouth when u speak about me
Cus I be in the street certified real g
150 to the lawyer, better win the plead
G27 J80 red blood what we bleed
My crew's rolling, my crew's been tested, girl
I feel like a motherfucker, all my demons are armed
Glizzy in the SRT, in Lloren Torres doing burnouts
100k on my neck, tell Russo I'm iced out