Official Music Video
Blow The Whistle by Russ
Lyrics & Translation
English
Yeah
Statik
Chomp 2.5, haha
Just a lil something to hold y'all over
Come on!
Yeah, yeah, okay
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah, okay
Respect to the creator I'm the man tho
You know I got my family's well being in my hands bro
Luckily I ball, I stand tall like who, like Tyler
When I took a break they took it bad like who, like Skyler
And you know I'm gettin rich off of rap, that's the American way
Couple days in LA link with big wigs arrogant tae
Sharin' my plate I let some people have a bite
They weren't satisfied
They bit the hand that fed 'em, now I lost my fuckin' appetite
To help, welp, fuck it, cuz they did it to themselves
Fuck the fat lady, they just started singing it themselves
I'm in Atlanta at the house, that's when I'm at my best
Bitch, I know my purpose, so I don't believe in accidents
I didn't sit around, I went and got it, no excuses
And I went out on a limb cuz I knew that's where all the fruit is
Truth is I been rappin better than my peers
It's been goin' on for years
Man I'm givin' y'all my heart
All I ask for is your ears
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah
Ain't it funny
I've never seen somebody hate on me who had more money
I used to let it get to me, we fightin' out the country
That was back when I was smoking skinny white joints Mason Plumlee
Now I gotta let it bounce, bounce off me, Mac McLung
We gotta focus man
I gave my dawgs a bonus man
This game knows I'm a trailblazer like Arvydas Sabonis man
I don't follow crowds, that's how you get lost
Money's a green monsters and I do not like the Red Sox
I mean I've made it rain rain rain Dak Prescott
Accountant had a cow boy, he's right I shoulda been stopped
True, fuck the mold, I'm the new archetype
I probably made another thousand artists go and start tonight
And everything is documented, I got the come up on cameras
And I never had to sell my soul or move to Los Angeles
Never had to chase clout or do a bunch of weird shit
To get the whole fuckin' world to hear this, all I had to do was me
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah
Chomp 2.5
I do this shit in my sleep dawg
Statik Selektah
Classic shit only
Santiago on the way
Yeah
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Blow The Whistle by Russ
Blow The Whistle* (original Russ)
Yeah
Statik
Chomp 2.5, haha
Just a lil something to hold y'all over
Come on!
Yeah, yeah, okay
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah, okay
Respect to the creator I'm the man tho
You know I got my family's well being in my hands bro
Luckily I ball, I stand tall like who, like Tyler
When I took a break they took it bad like who, like Skyler
And you know I'm gettin rich off of rap, that's the American way
Couple days in LA link with big wigs arrogant tae
Sharin' my plate I let some people have a bite
They weren't satisfied
They bit the hand that fed 'em, now I lost my fuckin' appetite
To help, welp, fuck it, cuz they did it to themselves
Fuck the fat lady, they just started singing it themselves
I'm in Atlanta at the house, that's when I'm at my best
Bitch, I know my purpose, so I don't believe in accidents
I didn't sit around, I went and got it, no excuses
And I went out on a limb cuz I knew that's where all the fruit is
Truth is I been rappin better than my peers
It's been goin' on for years
Man I'm givin' y'all my heart
All I ask for is your ears
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah
Ain't it funny
I've never seen somebody hate on me who had more money
I used to let it get to me, we fightin' out the country
That was back when I was smoking skinny white joints Mason Plumlee
Now I gotta let it bounce, bounce off me, Mac McLung
We gotta focus man
I gave my dawgs a bonus man
This game knows I'm a trailblazer like Arvydas Sabonis man
I don't follow crowds, that's how you get lost
Money's a green monsters and I do not like the Red Sox
I mean I've made it rain rain rain Dak Prescott
Accountant had a cow boy, he's right I shoulda been stopped
True, fuck the mold, I'm the new archetype
I probably made another thousand artists go and start tonight
And everything is documented, I got the come up on cameras
And I never had to sell my soul or move to Los Angeles
Never had to chase clout or do a bunch of weird shit
To get the whole fuckin' world to hear this, all I had to do was me
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah
Chomp 2.5
I do this shit in my sleep dawg
Statik Selektah
Classic shit only
Santiago on the way
Yeah
Blow The Whistle (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Sí
Statik
Chomp 2.5, jaja
Solo algo para entretenerlos
¡Vamos!
Sí, sí, okay
Mis dos padres en primera fila, los llevé por separado
Si fuéramos juntos, necesitaríamos otro árbitro
Que alguien pite, estoy a punto de lanzar un misil
Esta mierda es solo el calentamiento para el clásico que les daré en el verano, sí
Mis dos padres en primera fila, los llevé por separado
Si fuéramos juntos, necesitaríamos otro árbitro
Que alguien pite, estoy a punto de lanzar un misil
Esta mierda es solo el calentamiento para el clásico que les daré en el verano
Sí, okay
Respeto al creador, pero yo soy el hombre
Sabes que tengo el bienestar de mi familia en mis manos, hermano
Por suerte, juego bien, me mantengo erguido como quién, como Tyler
Cuando me tomé un descanso, lo tomaron mal como quién, como Skyler
Y sabes que me estoy haciendo rico con el rap, esa es la forma americana
Un par de días en LA, me conecto con peces gordos arrogantes
Compartiendo mi plato, dejé que algunas personas probaran
No estaban satisfechos
Mordieron la mano que les dio de comer, ahora perdí mi puto apetito
De ayudar, bueno, a la mierda, porque se lo hicieron a sí mismos
A la mierda la gorda, ellos mismos empezaron a cantar
Estoy en Atlanta en la casa, ahí es cuando estoy en mi mejor momento
Perra, conozco mi propósito, así que no creo en los accidentes
No me quedé sentado, fui y lo conseguí, sin excusas
Y me arriesgué porque sabía que ahí estaba toda la fruta
La verdad es que he estado rapeando mejor que mis compañeros
Ha estado pasando por años
Hombre, les estoy dando mi corazón
Todo lo que pido son sus oídos
Mis dos padres en primera fila, los llevé por separado
Si fuéramos juntos, necesitaríamos otro árbitro
Que alguien pite, estoy a punto de lanzar un misil
Esta mierda es solo el calentamiento para el clásico que les daré en el verano, sí
Mis dos padres en primera fila, los llevé por separado
Si fuéramos juntos, necesitaríamos otro árbitro
Que alguien pite, estoy a punto de lanzar un misil
Esta mierda es solo el calentamiento para el clásico que les daré en el verano
Sí
¿No es gracioso?
Nunca he visto a alguien odiarme que tuviera más dinero
Solía dejar que me afectara, peleábamos fuera del país
Eso fue cuando fumaba porros flacos y blancos, Mason Plumlee
Ahora tengo que dejar que rebote, rebote en mí, Mac McLung
Tenemos que concentrarnos, hombre
Les di un bono a mis perros, hombre
Este juego sabe que soy un pionero como Arvydas Sabonis, hombre
No sigo a las multitudes, así es como te pierdes
El dinero es un monstruo verde y no me gustan los Red Sox
Quiero decir, he hecho llover, llover, llover, Dak Prescott
El contador tuvo un vaquero, tiene razón, debí haber parado
Cierto, a la mierda el molde, soy el nuevo arquetipo
Probablemente hice que otros mil artistas empezaran esta noche
Y todo está documentado, tengo el ascenso en cámaras
Y nunca tuve que vender mi alma o mudarme a Los Ángeles
Nunca tuve que buscar fama o hacer un montón de mierda rara
Para que todo el puto mundo escuchara esto, todo lo que tuve que hacer fui yo
Mis dos padres en primera fila, los llevé por separado
Si fuéramos juntos, necesitaríamos otro árbitro
Que alguien pite, estoy a punto de lanzar un misil
Esta mierda es solo el calentamiento para el clásico que les daré en el verano, sí
Mis dos padres en primera fila, los llevé por separado
Si fuéramos juntos, necesitaríamos otro árbitro
Que alguien pite, estoy a punto de lanzar un misil
Esta mierda es solo el calentamiento para el clásico que les daré en el verano
Sí
Chomp 2.5
Hago esta mierda dormido, perro
Statik Selektah
Solo mierda clásica
Santiago en camino
Sí
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