Shooters Lyrics – StrikeOnTheBeat
Singer: StrikeOnTheBeat
Title: Shooters
Tell me who got [Dime
Dealers y shooters
Imma pull up, tus n#gg#s se arrugan
Los mios estan en el bando
Y nadie les baja la locura
La calle está dura, no hagas que suba y te baje de una
Nadie te funa por aquí en mi esquina y tampoco en la tuya
De peque’ drogado y malcriado en la calle
Mejor ten cuidado y no hagas que me raye
I will leave your mama crying
Then your f#cking n#gg#s dying
Los míos están todo el día dopa’os
Y ninguno se cae, menos se distraеn
Nena, ya sabes que somos salvajеs
Y todo lo que traje es directo del VRAEM
Southside, estoy en mi side
You don’t wanna fight, m#th*rf#ck*r
Estoy con Strike, estoy con El Blanco
Ya sabes sin colar y en roca
My n#gg#s disparan, ellos nunca fallan y mucho menos se equivocan
Me llamo tu paya, le gustan las rayas, n#gg#, she a dick sucker
Les jode que representen la zona
Si todos somos la misma persona
Kilos que llegan los trae una chola
Lo paqueamos encima de la consola
Todos comemos, no soy casa sola
He vivido con malandro’ y pistolas
Si se roba es pa’ vestirse piola
Pa’ comprar perico, tussi y rolas
Me quieren ver mal pero no pueden
Criticando por redes piensan que pueden
Este es el mejor verso de la VG
Siempre escribo stonazo, nunca Lucifer
No me meto con nadie, no subestimen
Lo que gano lo invierto y lo tripliqué
No todos comemos de la calle
Se meten conmigo, yo con nadie choque
Tragos, b#tches, M, white
Vagos prenden, king size
Tussi, verde, f#ckin vai
p#ss# n#gg#, bye, bye, bye
[El Blanco
Ahora yo tengo la cone’
Tengo envidioso’ y un par de lambone
Un rafagazo pa’ el que supone
En el barrio siempre tenemo’ conexiones
Luqueando, luqueando llegamo’ a millones
En la calle tienes dos opciones
Anda con los maleantes
O anda con los malhechores, uh
Tengo trabajo pa’ tiempo completo [Tiempo completo, b#tch
La gente de calle me tiene respeto
Blanco opacando lo prieto
Toda la merca la encaleto
La movie con to’ lo traqueto
Paralo, paralo, mano, uh
Siempre estoy brillando
Matando, llamando la atención [Grr
Con mis locos en mi bando
Soplando le meto’ presión
A la cima apuntando
Ninguno puede ser como yo [Wow, wow
Estamo’ destacando
Opacando y tu eres soplón
Un malandro del bloque haciendo dinero
Todo el mundo lo sabe [Grr-ah
Tu mujer llamando, llamando
Quiere que me la clave
Yo pensando en hacer dinero
Pa’ comprarme una nave [Prr-ah
Ando con el blanco en rosado
Haciendo el destrabe [Prr-pah
Si me hablas de dinero
Pacas, pacas, pacas de mil [Cash, cash
Metido en el estudio matando
Matándolos en drill
Estos raperos no tienen na’ de swag, ni na’ de drip [Na, na
La calle me hizo sucio
Tengo el trono lo sabes, b#tch
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Shooters – English Translation
Tell Me Who Got [Tell me
Dealers and shooters
Imma Pull up, your n#gg#s wrinkled
Mine are on the side
And nobody lowers madness
The street is hard, do not make you go up and get off a
No one fune you here in my corner and neither in yours
Of small and spoiled in the street
Better be careful and don’t make me scratch me
I Will Leave Your Mama Crying
The your f#cking n#gg#s dying
Mine are dopa’os all day
And none falls, less distract
Baby, you know we are savage
And everything I suit is direct from VRAEM
Southside, I’m in my side
You Don’s Wanna Fight, m#th*rf#ck*r
I’m with Strike, I’m with the target
You know without straining and in Roca
My n#gg#s shoot, they never fail and much less mistake
My name is your paya, he likes stripes, n#gg#, She A Dick Sucker
I f#ck them to represent the area
If we are all the same person
Kilos that arrive are brought by a chola
We pay it on the console
We all eat, I’m not alone house
I have lived with Malandro ‘and guns
If he steals it is to dress piola
Pa ‘buy Perico, Tussi and Rolas
They want to see me bad but they can’t
Criticizing by networks they think they can
This is the best verse of the VG
I always write Stonazo, never Lucifer
I don’t get with anyone, I don’t underestimate
What I win I invest it and triple it
Not everyone eats from the street
They get with me, I with anyone shock
Drinks, b#tches, m, white
Vagos Oren, King Size
Tussi, Green, f#ckin Vai
p#ss# n#gg#, Bye, Bye, Bye
[The target
Now I have the rab ‘
I am envious’ and a couple of Lambone
A rafagazo pa ‘the one who supposes
In the neighborhood you always have ‘connections
Luqueando, luqueando reached millions
In the street you have two options
Go with the thugs
Or go with the malefactors, uh
I have full time work [full time, b#tch
Street people have respect me
White dulling the Prieto
All the merchand
I move it with to ‘the tracheto
Pare it, stop it, hand, uh
I’m always shining
Killing, calling attention [grr
With my crazy people on my side
Blowing I put pressure on him
At the top pointing
None can be like me [wow, wow
Estamo ‘standing out
Dull and you are a blow
A MALANDRO OF THE BLOCK MAKING MONEY
Everyone knows [Grr-Ah
Your wife calling, calling
She wants me to key
I think about making money
Pa ‘buy me a ship [prr-ah
I’m with the white in pink
Making the unlock [PRR-PAH
If you talk to me about money
Pacas, Pacas, Pacas of a thousand [cash, cash
Involved in the study by killing
Killing them in Drill
These rappers do not have a swag, no ‘of Drip [na, na
The street made me dirty
I have the throne, you know it, b#tch
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Lyrics StrikeOnTheBeat – Shooters
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