
2020
4:45
Official Music Video
Letter To My Niggas by Jay Critch
Lyrics & Translation
English
Jay Critch
Hood Fave
Remember when my pockets was popped, but if that money ain't comin', I'ma take it
Felt like I was stuck on the block, I've got some people still in a situation
But we still on the way to the top, put the whole gang on a jet for a vacation
And my brody just came home from up top he says he feels like he going through the matrix
Men life get dangerous
Got to stay alert, men these bullets is nameless
Bad lil' vibe, she just wanna be my main chick
Ask my guys, I ain't never do no changing
Yeah, never tuck a chain when the chains swing
Dead broke on the block had to change things
She gon' blow me like a whistle 'cause my name ring, hey
I'm in Valentino not no Bathin' Ape, hey
Felt like I was stuck but then I made up way
This stuff in my cup gon' make me fade up way
Well connected like Wi-Fi
We don't made some place on the block, no, highlights
Shooter turn your fuckin' tee shirt tie-dye
She don't want no scrub nigga on the sideline
Rest in peace my brothers, ain't no niggas like mine
I ain't tryna be the wrong place at the right time
R.I.P D Block 30s mask up
Rest in peace Karon, we was supposed-to run the cash up
R.I.P Feezy, pouring Henny for my past ones
Rest in peace to Ron, we still balling like you supposed
R.I.P Jusglo now we gotta go to
Gotta go we ain't money like we supposed to
Gotta go, go ahead and stack some money on the side
Came a long way still dodging traps like flies
Remember when my pockets was popped, but if that money ain't comin', I'ma take it
Felt like I was stuck on the block, I've got some people still in a situation
But we still on the way to the top, put the whole gang on a jet for a vacation
And my broly just came home from up top he says he feels like he going through the matrix
We just clocked in till sun come up but
I can't see my niggas struggle no more I just
Do my thing so I wonder why they hate me
Hit the stage make em all go crazy ayy
Big brother matches taught me how to make plays
Used to finesse alot but we changed lanes
We ain't ever claiming no thots we just claim gangs
Rico used to fuck up the pot just to maintain
Penthouse, time square, free Broadway
Sitting reminiscing me and Tango in the hallway
Free my brother im been thinking bout him all day
Couple racks in commissary its the small things
Gets some racks and its scary how they all change
I was broke and I was fiending for Balmains
Shit changes once I got up in the ball game
And my wrist rain cuz that money coming all ways
Niggas fouled and we pulling up from long range
Ride me down shawty licking up on this Balmain
Couple thou and these bitches all on me
Its just a fling I will be right by the morning
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.

Spanish translation of Letter To My Niggas by Jay Critch
Letter To My Niggas* (original Jay Critch)
Jay Critch
Hood Fave
Remember when my pockets was popped, but if that money ain't comin', I'ma take it
Felt like I was stuck on the block, I've got some people still in a situation
But we still on the way to the top, put the whole gang on a jet for a vacation
And my brody just came home from up top he says he feels like he going through the matrix
Men life get dangerous
Got to stay alert, men these bullets is nameless
Bad lil' vibe, she just wanna be my main chick
Ask my guys, I ain't never do no changing
Yeah, never tuck a chain when the chains swing
Dead broke on the block had to change things
She gon' blow me like a whistle 'cause my name ring, hey
I'm in Valentino not no Bathin' Ape, hey
Felt like I was stuck but then I made up way
This stuff in my cup gon' make me fade up way
Well connected like Wi-Fi
We don't made some place on the block, no, highlights
Shooter turn your fuckin' tee shirt tie-dye
She don't want no scrub nigga on the sideline
Rest in peace my brothers, ain't no niggas like mine
I ain't tryna be the wrong place at the right time
R.I.P D Block 30s mask up
Rest in peace Karon, we was supposed-to run the cash up
R.I.P Feezy, pouring Henny for my past ones
Rest in peace to Ron, we still balling like you supposed
R.I.P Jusglo now we gotta go to
Gotta go we ain't money like we supposed to
Gotta go, go ahead and stack some money on the side
Came a long way still dodging traps like flies
Remember when my pockets was popped, but if that money ain't comin', I'ma take it
Felt like I was stuck on the block, I've got some people still in a situation
But we still on the way to the top, put the whole gang on a jet for a vacation
And my broly just came home from up top he says he feels like he going through the matrix
We just clocked in till sun come up but
I can't see my niggas struggle no more I just
Do my thing so I wonder why they hate me
Hit the stage make em all go crazy ayy
Big brother matches taught me how to make plays
Used to finesse alot but we changed lanes
We ain't ever claiming no thots we just claim gangs
Rico used to fuck up the pot just to maintain
Penthouse, time square, free Broadway
Sitting reminiscing me and Tango in the hallway
Free my brother im been thinking bout him all day
Couple racks in commissary its the small things
Gets some racks and its scary how they all change
I was broke and I was fiending for Balmains
Shit changes once I got up in the ball game
And my wrist rain cuz that money coming all ways
Niggas fouled and we pulling up from long range
Ride me down shawty licking up on this Balmain
Couple thou and these bitches all on me
Its just a fling I will be right by the morning
Letter To My Niggas (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Jay Critch
Favorito del Barrio
Recuerdo cuando mis bolsillos estaban rotos, pero si ese dinero no viene, lo tomaré
Sentí que estaba atrapado en la cuadra, tengo gente todavía en una situación
Pero todavía estamos en camino a la cima, pusimos a toda la pandilla en un jet para unas vacaciones
Y mi hermano acaba de llegar de arriba, dice que siente que está pasando por la matrix
Hombres, la vida se vuelve peligrosa
Hay que mantenerse alerta, hombres, estas balas no tienen nombre
Una vibra mala, solo quiere ser mi chica principal
Pregúntale a mis chicos, nunca he cambiado
Sí, nunca guardes una cadena cuando las cadenas cuelgan
Sin un centavo en la cuadra, tuve que cambiar las cosas
Ella me va a soplar como un silbato porque mi nombre suena, hey
Estoy en Valentino, no en Bathing Ape, hey
Sentí que estaba atascado, pero luego me abrí camino
Esto en mi vaso me hará desvanecer
Bien conectado como Wi-Fi
No hicimos un lugar en la cuadra, no, destacados
El tirador convierte tu camiseta en tie-dye
Ella no quiere a ningún tipo inútil en la banca
Descansen en paz mis hermanos, no hay nadie como los míos
No estoy tratando de estar en el lugar equivocado en el momento adecuado
R.I.P D Block 30s, máscara puesta
Descansa en paz Karon, se suponía que íbamos a acumular el dinero
R.I.P Feezy, vertiendo Henny por los que se fueron
Descansa en paz Ron, seguimos triunfando como se supone
R.I.P Jusglo, ahora tenemos que ir a
Tenemos que irnos, no tenemos dinero como se supone
Tenemos que irnos, adelante y acumula algo de dinero a un lado
Hemos recorrido un largo camino, todavía esquivando trampas como moscas
Recuerdo cuando mis bolsillos estaban rotos, pero si ese dinero no viene, lo tomaré
Sentí que estaba atrapado en la cuadra, tengo gente todavía en una situación
Pero todavía estamos en camino a la cima, pusimos a toda la pandilla en un jet para unas vacaciones
Y mi hermano acaba de llegar de arriba, dice que siente que está pasando por la matrix
Acabamos de fichar hasta que salga el sol, pero
Ya no puedo ver a mis hermanos luchar, yo solo
Hago lo mío, así que me pregunto por qué me odian
Subo al escenario y los vuelvo locos, ayy
Los partidos de mi hermano mayor me enseñaron a hacer jugadas
Solía estafar mucho, pero cambiamos de carril
Nunca reclamamos a ninguna zorra, solo reclamamos pandillas
Rico solía joder la olla solo para mantener
Penthouse, Times Square, Broadway gratis
Sentado recordando a Tango y a mí en el pasillo
Libre mi hermano, he estado pensando en él todo el día
Un par de billetes en el economato, son las pequeñas cosas
Consigue algunos billetes y da miedo cómo todos cambian
Estaba en la ruina y anhelaba Balmains
Las cosas cambian una vez que entré en el juego
Y mi muñeca llueve porque ese dinero viene de todas las formas
Los negros cometieron falta y estamos tirando desde lejos
Bájame, nena, lamiendo este Balmain
Un par de miles y estas perras están todas sobre mí
Es solo una aventura, estaré bien por la mañana
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