The Game - El Chapo (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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The Game - El Chapo (en) Lyrics
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I am the God
El Chapo, I am the God
You know I get the kilos,
cincuenta por ciento
If you are not bilingual
Get the fuck up out of town,
'fore we run your ass down
Underground how I came out
Any nigga try to stop me let it hang
out, let it bang, let it rain out
Yo soy el dios you adios
nigga (I am the God)
Seen a nigga chopped up on a Tuesday
While the club goin' up on a Tuesday
This is goons day, I
can have Guadalupe
Come through and knock Donald
Trump out his tupee
Now look at his brains
all on the sidewalk
And tuck the .38 and jump
on my skywalker
And whew, I'm rollin'
Shotgun, Claudia, oh Shotgun,Claudia
Ochoa (I am the God)
Only nigga walking through
Sinaloa with the blower
Red Chuck Taylors on and you
know it when I show up
It's a squad full of killers,
squad full of hittas
Squad full of niggas that'll pull
up, let it bark on a nigga
Hundred six shots bark on a nigga
Street sweeper wet the whole block
up, Noah's Ark on a nigga
Got two Glock 9s, two .45s,
two Desert Eagles
And they fly together side by side
No juego conmigo, tu sabes de mi
No Tony Montana, mis amigos mis kilos
Mi casa es tu casa cuidado
con el chico
Tu quieres la plata yo tengo perico
(Ya te dije el juego y fuego paisa)
Pinches policías (Puto)
Jodiendo todo el día (Cabrón)
Que si ora tu familia
O mi madre y mi tía, I see
I'm on a private jet with
El Chapo, feet up
Sippin' Tecate bout to
land for the re-up
Fuck the Montanas, we ain't
got them trackin' devices
The feds they be watchin' and see us
Niggas wanna see us? Check the IG
I'm in the Villa throwin'
blood up like an IV
Don't try me, DeJ Loaf with the AK
600 million, 400 million
from Dre Day, uh
Pablo Escobar in my hey-day, uh
Bringing off coke that's a payday, uh
On a private jet that's a mayday, uh
In South America on a vacay, uh
P on my snapback, choppin' grade-a, uh
None of these niggas ready
for the melee, uh
Hundred cal make his
body do the nay-nay
Leave a nigga face worse
off than Sheneneh
I am the God, I've been
tellin' you niggas
I got a bird and a chopper
in the trunk
And a ki I will sell it to niggas
We can screw it and chop it
Machetes on deck, I will
sever you niggas
Behind these bars, some El Chapo
Motorcycle out the cell on you niggas
Escúchame chingatumadre,
nunca me encontrarás
So para de mirar, no me
controlas, te controlo
Controlo a todos me respetan
o se mueren
Soy el Chapo y la hago en Sinaloa
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