D Smoke & Snoop Dogg – Gaspar Yanga (versuri)

Versurile piesei “Gaspar Yanga”, interpretate de D Smoke & Snoop Dogg

Ayo, D Smoke
Man, why don’t you represent the ‘Wood one time
Could you please

Supa Good Smi-doke
D.S.M.O.K.E, b**ch, it’s official
I got these other n**gas in quite a dill of a pickle
‘Cause they b**ch want me
To pour champagne drip off the nipples
Get off, kick off the party, lift off and piss off the people

Who kiss up to the establishment
haven’t you seen they ego, like me, no
I used to do this s**t ’cause I loved it, busted for free though
I still do this s**t for the love, but add another zero
A hero, in my city I’m Diddy mixed with Rico
Strong, I throw this d**k at my lady like it’s a free throw
Long time, me love you, designed by heat and struggle
With poem rhymes, I bubble, I grind these motherf**kers
They never seen nothin’ like me

Where your roots run
Smoke, he talkin’ that s**t, n**ga, where you from
We can do somethin’
Bro keep talkin’ that s**t, you just might move somethin’
Apply that pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Apply that pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure

Am I wrong for puttin’ us on, you would if you could
In my zone, they leave me alone, I’m good in the ‘Wood
Grey poupon, it’s in the cologne, my foot on your jug’
Throwin’ stones, you never atone, now look at you

Supero mitos, rico
Jugando ese juego with the cheat code
Las salud es llave, vengo de grandes principios
Hidrando my body, wake up and throw back a Zico
Hop up in the morning
Get a waffle at the Roscoes on Manchester
I ain’t gotta head to Pico

Aunque soy sano no puedo decirlo de mis hermanos
Si andan tirados, turn you into chorizo, we go
Stupid, man, it’s ludicrous
Give my girl a kiss and start playin’ all in her uterus, zero
People did it like me before, the world is new to this
Red City, n**ga, plenty homies in the blue division

I did my homework and my rudiments
I made my dome work and stayed true to all my hooligans
Now I travel where I want regardless of the destination
And if you don’t know your way, you just might need an invitation

Where your roots run
Smoke, he talkin’ that s**t, n**ga, where you from
We can do somethin’
Bro keep talkin’ that s**t, you just might move somethin’
Apply that pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Apply that pressure, pressure, pressure…

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