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I Did 'Em Wrong by Lil Wyte
Lyrics & Translation
English
Watsup Bitch, Watsup Hoe
Watsup Bitch, Watsup Hoe
Watsup Bitch, Watsup Hoe
[Chorus]
If you a killer motherfucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you riding with someone you know and they turn up this song
you riding with a motherfucker that think I did 'em wrong. [x2]
[Verse 1]
consequences come to those who chose to fuck with lil wyte
not always physical sometimes mental and emotional right
I'll outsmart you in a fight and come back harder on the mic
theres an inner spiritual demon that possess me to write
now that I made all these moves
my music causing some havoc
this shit is pick me up so wat in the fuck did you expect god dammit?
as long as the beat keep on rollin, my pockets gonna get swollen
I know they hate me, they let me know the first time that I told 'em
I got a mind and it's focused
you got some serious issues
I got family friends, and fans and you ain't got no one to miss you
I bet you'll life gettin hard
you lived your life in a yard
Im for real I know theres something when you sold both of your cars
you mad at me cause I made it, I'm only havin some fun
see me on mtv yelling out who gives a fuck where you from
you might be tough with your gun but look for fun in saddham
doubt me now ?? I told you wyte was gon drop bombs....
[Chorus - 2X]
[DJ Paul]
yeah it's time to speed on up, we finna go into another motherfucker
galaxy nigga, bass check #2, BEEATCH
[Verse 2]
wake up bitch reality creepin around the corner
you so fucked up you couldnt be an organ donor
when I see you, I'm knockin yo head up off of your shoulders
you gon be like ah shit when you feel
these tiny boulders
you fuckin with the wrong one
the HCP cracker main, slap you man, stab you man
even quick to crack your brain
I ain't got no time for hatin faggots on the grind
keep on passin by cause I got something
you'll never fuckin find
this the realest of the real
hope you feelin it and if you dont
extend your arm and grab your remote
and turn down your radio
meanwhile, I'm gon give it raw
and write it as nasty as this shit can be
Its easy when you rappin over the hardest motherfuckin beats
I am not braggin, and I'm not big headed, nor am I conceded
but I'm proud of myself and the way I supposedly succeeded
you wanna bring it to my door
or be a bitch and catch me slippin
either way it goes this unit I'm grippin's gonna get you, pimpin
[Chorus - 2X]
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of I Did 'Em Wrong by Lil Wyte
I Did 'Em Wrong* (original Lil Wyte)
Watsup Bitch, Watsup Hoe
Watsup Bitch, Watsup Hoe
Watsup Bitch, Watsup Hoe
[Chorus]
If you a killer motherfucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you riding with someone you know and they turn up this song
you riding with a motherfucker that think I did 'em wrong. [x2]
[Verse 1]
consequences come to those who chose to fuck with lil wyte
not always physical sometimes mental and emotional right
I'll outsmart you in a fight and come back harder on the mic
theres an inner spiritual demon that possess me to write
now that I made all these moves
my music causing some havoc
this shit is pick me up so wat in the fuck did you expect god dammit?
as long as the beat keep on rollin, my pockets gonna get swollen
I know they hate me, they let me know the first time that I told 'em
I got a mind and it's focused
you got some serious issues
I got family friends, and fans and you ain't got no one to miss you
I bet you'll life gettin hard
you lived your life in a yard
Im for real I know theres something when you sold both of your cars
you mad at me cause I made it, I'm only havin some fun
see me on mtv yelling out who gives a fuck where you from
you might be tough with your gun but look for fun in saddham
doubt me now ?? I told you wyte was gon drop bombs....
[Chorus - 2X]
[DJ Paul]
yeah it's time to speed on up, we finna go into another motherfucker
galaxy nigga, bass check #2, BEEATCH
[Verse 2]
wake up bitch reality creepin around the corner
you so fucked up you couldnt be an organ donor
when I see you, I'm knockin yo head up off of your shoulders
you gon be like ah shit when you feel
these tiny boulders
you fuckin with the wrong one
the HCP cracker main, slap you man, stab you man
even quick to crack your brain
I ain't got no time for hatin faggots on the grind
keep on passin by cause I got something
you'll never fuckin find
this the realest of the real
hope you feelin it and if you dont
extend your arm and grab your remote
and turn down your radio
meanwhile, I'm gon give it raw
and write it as nasty as this shit can be
Its easy when you rappin over the hardest motherfuckin beats
I am not braggin, and I'm not big headed, nor am I conceded
but I'm proud of myself and the way I supposedly succeeded
you wanna bring it to my door
or be a bitch and catch me slippin
either way it goes this unit I'm grippin's gonna get you, pimpin
[Chorus - 2X]
I Did 'Em Wrong (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Qué pasa perra, qué pasa puta
Qué pasa perra, qué pasa puta
Qué pasa perra, qué pasa puta
[Coro]
Si eres un cabrón asesino, trae tu anna a mi puerta
¿Es esta mierda que llevas, con quién hablo, nadie lo sabe?
Si vas con alguien que conoces y suben esta canción
vas con un cabrón que piensa que los he tratado mal. [x2]
[Verso 1]
las consecuencias llegan a quienes eligieron joder con lil wyte
no siempre físico, a veces mental y emocional, ¿verdad?
Te superaré en una pelea y volveré más fuerte en el micrófono
hay un demonio espiritual interior que me posee para escribir
ahora que he hecho todos estos movimientos
mi música está causando estragos
esta mierda me anima, así que, ¿qué demonios esperabas, maldita sea?
mientras el ritmo siga sonando, mis bolsillos se hincharán
Sé que me odian, me lo hicieron saber la primera vez que se lo dije
Tengo una mente y está enfocada
tienes problemas serios
Tengo familia, amigos y fans, y tú no tienes a nadie que te extrañe
Apuesto a que tu vida se está poniendo difícil
viviste tu vida en un patio
Soy real, sé que hay algo cuando vendiste tus dos coches
Estás enojado conmigo porque lo logré, solo me estoy divirtiendo
Mírame en MTV gritando a quién le importa de dónde vienes
Puedes ser rudo con tu arma, pero busca diversión en Saddam
¿Dudas de mí ahora? Te dije que Wyte iba a lanzar bombas...
[Coro - 2X]
[DJ Paul]
sí, es hora de acelerar, vamos a entrar en otro cabrón
galaxia, negro, chequeo de graves n.º 2, ¡PERRA!
[Verso 2]
despierta perra, la realidad se acerca sigilosamente
estás tan jodido que no podrías ser donante de órganos
Cuando te vea, te volaré la cabeza de los hombros
dirás, ah mierda, cuando sientas
estas diminutas rocas
Te estás metiendo con la persona equivocada
el cracker principal de HCP, te abofetearé, te apuñalaré
incluso rápido para reventarte el cerebro
No tengo tiempo para maricones que odian en la rutina
sigue pasando porque tengo algo
que nunca encontrarás, joder
esto es lo más real de lo real
espero que lo sientas y si no
extiende tu brazo y agarra tu control remoto
y baja tu radio
mientras tanto, lo daré crudo
y lo escribiré tan asqueroso como pueda ser esta mierda
Es fácil cuando rapeas sobre los ritmos más duros, joder
No estoy presumiendo, ni soy engreído, ni soy presumido
pero estoy orgulloso de mí mismo y de la forma en que supuestamente triunfé
quieres traerlo a mi puerta
o ser una perra y pillarme desprevenido
de cualquier manera, esta unidad que estoy agarrando te atrapará, proxeneta
[Coro - 2X]
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