The Game - El Chapo Lyrics


(Intro)
Granada I'm fallin under your spell

[Hook]
I'm am the God (God, God, God, God, God, God)
El Chapo, I am the God (God, God, God, God, God, God) x 4

(Verse)
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 throw 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 a rolla
Shotgun, Claudia, ooh cholo
Only nigga walking throw
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 6 shots bark on a nigga
Street sweeper wet the whole block up, no Noah's Ark on a nigga
Got two Glock nine’s, two .45s, 2 Desert Eagles
And they fight together side by side
No juegues conmigo, tu sabes de mi, no tony montana
Amigos y kilos, mi casa es tu casa cuidado con el chico tu quieres
Tu que eres mi blanca yo tengo un berico
Ya te dije el juego y el fuego baila

(Hook)

Pinches policías [puto], jodiendo todo el día [cabrón]
que si ahora toda tu familia, o mi madre y mi tia
Aci

(Verse)
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 em trackin' devices
The feds they be watchin' and see us
Niggas wanna see us? Check the IG
I'm in the Villa throwing blood up like an IV
Don't try me, Dej Loaf with the AK
600 million, 400 million from Dre Day, ah
Pablo Escobar in my hey-day, ah
Bringin off coke that's a payday, ah
On a private jet that's a mayday, ah
In South America on a vacay, ah
P on my snapback, choppin' grade-a, ah
None of these niggas ready for the melee, ah
Hundred cal make his body do the ney-ney
Leave a nigga face worse off than Shanaynay
I am the God, I've been telling you niggas
I got a bird and a chopper in the trunk
And a key 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


Pinches policías [puto], jodiendo todo el día [cabrón]
que si ahora toda tu familia, o mi madre y mi tia
Aci!

(Hook)
 

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