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Letra Dogs Of War de Ghostface Killah original

(feat. Cappadonna, Raekwon, Sun God, Trife Da God)

Intro: Ghostface Killah (movie sample)>
Just keep away (just keep away
Go on, it's not your fight!)
It's not yours nigga, fall back
I'm about to blow something out here
Straight up, yeah, this is a family thing
We gon' handle our business and shit
These muthafuckas know not to come around here like that
This is real shit, real talk
Four different niggaz, with four different aspects, nigga
This is family shit
Who the fuck said family ain't family no more, nigga?
This is tight shit, tighter than white in ya wallet

Ghostface Killah>
Yo, I'm talking bags of heavy coke, bracelets on every men
Innocent dope pushers, over night king pins
Indeed, we smack niggaz up for their cheese
Throw bleach in yo face, got beef, let it be chuck
The streets don't know my peeps
Jumpin' out of UPS trucks, blowing niggaz off they feet
With four-four gloves, rims spinning, tippin' on fo-fo's
My mouth be worth millions, something like Paul Wall's
Ladies look out; they ain't thugs, they homo's
The film look hyper, when I clap 'em in slo mo'
Ya'll still paying the mob? We whip niggaz out like waffle batter
Theodore ancient with dart, flossin' them diamonds
Discussing our hits over a glass of scotch
Baywatch bitches that ski, take turns when they hand us the twat
Think not, we still run the trains, til the condom pop
On the low, we still fucking them cops
Pretty things from all precints, friday nights, we holding they glocks
This is family, nigga, niggaz can't stand me
Next up, my little man, I hand you the jammy

Sun God>
You know the fam, what it is, it is what it is
S.I.N.Y., where the animals live
Ass bet, niggaz run in yo cribs
I don't care if you blast for the cash, then scramble yo wig
I'm like 'Damn, what a wonderful kid'
I could do what I want, doing dirt, not serving a bid
You know a real fam handle they biz, everybody get searched
From the grandpops, down to the kids
And my time, I'm officially here, tell ya man
Go and start up ya car, start shifting the gears
Sun God got the pits for his hairs, 'cause niggaz is scared
Hoping I don't let it blow in they ribs
I said hot, niggaz get robbed non stop
Once the gun cock, niggaz strip down to they socks
And my fam at the tippity top, I won't stop
Believe it or not, you and ya man is close targets
Juks everything, dice games, mini markets
Fam gon' spark it, I'mma take whatever's in the pockets
Mostly the cash and the wallet, slide off the jewels
'cause you shining, begets and the diamonds
Never deny niggaz with iron... YO!

Aiyo, chillin' with the Ceasar crew
We can smoke, all in the halls
It's how many niggaz with guns, got 'em on
All tip top, cling to the fullest, mad bullets
This is a hobby, the lobby where they clap yo hoods
Get the paper, word to everything, we a acre up
Barbequin' like a mutt, we ain't taking nothing
A high tech extremist, Gatorade, paid ya boy some money
To lay up on the low, swinging beamers
I need to be an actor, but instead, I'd rather be in Hempstead
All of my bread came from crack barbers and shoppers
So much beef in these whoppers
Guns that'll knock out floors and hit choppers
What? What? The family remains, 'cause it's grain
It's automatic, I live it and I claim it
It's real, come around here, you bought here
Yo, lay that half tape, then you will get wrapped real quick

Trife Da God>
Aiyo, we hug the block on President's Day
Swinging all year round, gettin' that money the American way
Might run up in yo wedding, grab the reverand and spray
And let the shots for whatever they may
This is family, nigga, minus the mob size
The resurrection of Toney Starks & Trife Dies', starring in Part 5
Niggaz'll rather die when they're pride's in question
Try'nna play hero, getting stuck for they prized possessions
Look you staring in the eyes of oppression, that's why I ride with protection
Extended clips, super sizing my weapons
Five eleven, keep the heat tucked
That'll burn a hole thru ya stomach like acid reflux
Get buried in ya cheap tux'
We make it hard for you niggaz to keep up
Been thru a hundred towns, and running, beating the streets up
Come up north in New York, down in Miami, pumping
At a table, breaking bread like a family

Florida, where we follow the code of the streets and
Breaking the beats and, we taking the eats
Never the least, we invading the streets
Shaking the beast, we familiar for life
We don't run, we grab knives, my double edged spit life
My dogs is real tight, shooting the dice
Some of my fam might snatch ya ice
Got family that go to church, come back like you don't work
Got family that'll set you up, got family that chill, wanna spark the dutch
Wizard my fam, that stuck you up, I got fam that'll fuck you up
Chop you up, put your body in the back of the truck
Osama Island, we been wilding, see the violence
We display talent, respect balance, nigga, Shaolin

Letra Dogs Of War de Ghostface Killah en español (traducción)

(Feat. Cappadonna, Raekwon, dios del sol, Trife Da Dios)

Intro: Ghostface Killah (muestra de cine)>
Sólo mantener distancia (sólo mantener distancia
Vamos, que no es tu lucha!)
No es tuyo nigga, caer de nuevo
Estoy a punto de soplar algo aquí
Hacia arriba, sí, esto es una cosa de familia
Nos vas a manejar nuestro negocio y la mierda
Estos muthafuckas saben que no viniera por aquí como que
Esto es verdadera mierda, charla verdadera
Cuatro niggaz diferentes, con cuatro aspectos diferentes, nigga
Esto es una mierda familia
¿Quién carajo dijo que la familia no es de la familia no más, negro?
Esto es una mierda apretado, más apretado que el blanco ya en cartera

Ghostface Killah>
Yo, que estoy hablando bolsas de coca-cola pesada, pulseras de todos los hombres
Empujadores de droga inocentes, más de pines noche rey
De hecho, Smack niggaz para su queso
Tire a la lejía en la cara del yo, tengo la carne de vacuno, que sea la tirada
Las calles no saben mi gente
Fuera Jumpin 'de camiones de UPS, soplando niggaz fuera estén pies
Con cuatro por cuatro guantes, llantas de spinning, Tippin 'en la FO-FO
Mi boca valer millones, algo así como Pablo Muro de
Señoras dan; que no está matones, que homo de
La hiper aspecto de película, cuando me aplaudir 'em

Sólo entre todos podremos hacer de éste un sitio mejor :)

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