Outlandish - Gritty lyrics

[Outlandish - Gritty lyrics]

On the road in the bus bumping with my thugs
You don't want me to get up and slap you up
On my block in my set you don't wanna test
You don't want me to get up and slap you up
On the porch in the crib eating mammas meal
You don't want me to get up and slap you up
On the phone doing buiss'
Trying to close a deal
You don't want me to get up and slap you up

We gonna party it's monsoon
Wedding up in here
Soon as we touch ground "tusi chad chak dey"
Say what? We gonna tear the roof up
And get crunked on "garam chai" up at
The bar with my feet up

Me llaman cabrón
No quiero escribirle a tu maldita canción
Estoy cansado de hacer favores
Ponte en mis zapatos
Este ritmo esta estropeado para el carajo
Translation they call me Cabrón
Coz I don't want to write your damned song
I'm so tired of doing favours
Put your self in my shoes!
This rhythm is waisted

If the shoe don't fit?
Fuck it wear it anyway man it's too tight!
Then cut it i need my space
Did you know her? Nah never seen her face
Shorty acting like we go back
Like biggie and faith rapverse1 (Lenny)
¿Quien quiero ser? Pelusa
Quiero ser como El Diego
Rebelde puro con amor por el juego
Coraje latino eso es tan puro
Serena intensidad eso te lo aseguro
Translation who I wanna be?
Pelusa i wanna be like El Diego (Maradona)
Rebellious with passion for the game
Latin spirit that's so pure
Serenely intensity you bet

Rghh tfuu! Snakes all up in this chase
I'm trying to get out of this shhhh
They' trying to steal my plate
Keep them out of my show
Keep them out of my goal
Don't give me that sweet talk you
Keep them out of my flow
I'm tired of y'all nobody get's
The job done around here I don't eat pork
Thought I made my self clear
You slipped bacon in my white rice
Instead of them prawns
I had no clue, came home
Breathe smelling like Santa Claus
Who the boss? You? Naah, me that's who!
Who got the bread? You? Naah, me that's who!
Say, you want me to get up and slap your butt
You better believe you out of a job
Cuz of the food you fucked, you are fired
Ya fool!

We, we don't need nobody else no
Take your business somewhere else fool
Tell your peeps not to bother me no more
Ya keep ya friend close but
Ya keep ya enemy closer
Take the bitter with the sweet
And the sweet with the bitter
Mix it with a little bit
Of brains and some cheddar
How ya gon' live my brotha if ya don't matter

All my live moros throw your hands up
Let me see you go skyhigh to the cut
Letting you know El Moro tear the club up
How you gonna live my brother if
You don't know what's up

Mira al Moro, mírame
Watch me as I put it down
Suavemente admírame
Presente con mi mara que queres no molestes
Vete, este no es lugar para un bebe

Translation watch El Moro, watch me
Watch me as I put it down admire me gently
Present with my gang, what ya want
Fuck off, this ain't a place for a baby

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