Kaydy Cain, Pocas Libras, Marko Italia - Skit-Scarface on My Block letra de (lyrics)
[Kaydy Cain, Pocas Libras, Marko Italia - Skit-Scarface on My Block letra de lyrics]
In my block, in my block swing
Real Mathaphuckkin G como Eazy-E
Que le jodan al rap, amo el dinero si
Tengo a estos dos hijo putas detrás de mí
Con mi primo Algarrobo
Most wanted in Leroy Merlín
Follando putas entre ratos como esos pimps
En el amur con mi
Primo Dani compartiendo mami
Robando chelos, quiero fajos
Tu sabes, sky limit
Me corto el pelo donde Francís, estilo Rakim
(Estilo Rakim)
Calzo Nike, luzco chándal, mi chupa Raiders
(Chupa Raiders)
Con carreras por el centro, me falta el aire
(Me falta el aire)
Dani y Maki, tú quieres paqui
Guanteo con Charly in my block
Quieren joderme y saber lo que hay
In my block my block, yeah, Marko Italia
Real mathaphuckkin G como Eazy-E
Que le jodan al rap, amo el dinero si
I wanna' be a pornstar con
Carlitos del bar y Dani es así
Todo lo que quiero en esta
Vida es follar sin parar
Si encima me pagáis pues mortal
Corredoras downtown, estu jamás (estu jamás)
Esos chicos en el barrio la van a liar-a-ar
Corredores conmigo haciendo la calle
Empezé con mi primo (Empezé con mi primo)
De crío, todos los días soñamos joder
Policías en la vías
(Soñamos joder policías en las vías)
Every day
It's been the same old thang on my block
You either working or you slanging
Cocaine on my block you had to hustle
'cause that's how we was raised on my block
And you stayed on your hop until
You made you a knot on my block
To hang out was the thing back then
And even when you left out, you came back in
To my block, from Holloway, Bellfort
To Scott
Reed Road to Phlox, we know the spots
Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots
On your block
You pro'ly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B-I
Your homeboys from knee-high
And even when it was storming outside
That nigga'd be by
That's me, dog, on my block
I ain't have to play the big shot
Niggas knew me back when I
Was stealing beers from Shamrock
And my nickname was "Creepy"
If Black June could see me, he'd be tripping
And I'd bet he still try to tease me
My block, where everything is everything
For sheezy
My block, we probably done it all, homey
Believe me
My block, we made the impossible look easy
For sheezy
My block, I'd never leave my block
My niggas need me
Real Mathaphuckkin G como Eazy-E
Que le jodan al rap, amo el dinero si
Tengo a estos dos hijo putas detrás de mí
Con mi primo Algarrobo
Most wanted in Leroy Merlín
Follando putas entre ratos como esos pimps
En el amur con mi
Primo Dani compartiendo mami
Robando chelos, quiero fajos
Tu sabes, sky limit
Me corto el pelo donde Francís, estilo Rakim
(Estilo Rakim)
Calzo Nike, luzco chándal, mi chupa Raiders
(Chupa Raiders)
Con carreras por el centro, me falta el aire
(Me falta el aire)
Dani y Maki, tú quieres paqui
Guanteo con Charly in my block
Quieren joderme y saber lo que hay
In my block my block, yeah, Marko Italia
Real mathaphuckkin G como Eazy-E
Que le jodan al rap, amo el dinero si
I wanna' be a pornstar con
Carlitos del bar y Dani es así
Todo lo que quiero en esta
Vida es follar sin parar
Si encima me pagáis pues mortal
Corredoras downtown, estu jamás (estu jamás)
Esos chicos en el barrio la van a liar-a-ar
Corredores conmigo haciendo la calle
Empezé con mi primo (Empezé con mi primo)
De crío, todos los días soñamos joder
Policías en la vías
(Soñamos joder policías en las vías)
Every day
It's been the same old thang on my block
You either working or you slanging
Cocaine on my block you had to hustle
'cause that's how we was raised on my block
And you stayed on your hop until
You made you a knot on my block
To hang out was the thing back then
And even when you left out, you came back in
To my block, from Holloway, Bellfort
To Scott
Reed Road to Phlox, we know the spots
Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots
On your block
You pro'ly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B-I
Your homeboys from knee-high
And even when it was storming outside
That nigga'd be by
That's me, dog, on my block
I ain't have to play the big shot
Niggas knew me back when I
Was stealing beers from Shamrock
And my nickname was "Creepy"
If Black June could see me, he'd be tripping
And I'd bet he still try to tease me
My block, where everything is everything
For sheezy
My block, we probably done it all, homey
Believe me
My block, we made the impossible look easy
For sheezy
My block, I'd never leave my block
My niggas need me