Vato
By Wiz Khalifa
2016
3:27
Official Music Video
Vato by Wiz Khalifa
Lyrics & Translation
English
[Wiz Khalifa:]
I didn't mean to make you hate me, (rewinding)
I didn't mean to make you hate me, (scratching)
I didn't mean to make you hate me
But I'm usin' this rap shit to make me cake-y. (rewinding)
I didn't mean to make you hate me
But I'm usin' this rap shit to make me cake-y
A lot of bullshit rappin' lately
I ain't focused on that cause I'm stackin' daily (a-huh)
Keep a good sack, could mack your lady
19 years, not one cat that play me (no)
Heard otherwise, trust. You crazy
Swagger all on some old, fuck you, pay me (fuck you)
They say the flow cocky, maybe I should fall back
Hatin' cause you not me, I say to hell with all that (all that)
I'm in this game to get my ones up (yeah)
Beast on beats, trying to teach you dumb fucks (yeah)
Think shit sweet just cause he's a young buck
I spit heat, Wiz eat you chumps up
To them I'm great for how I make songs
To you I'm probably just another nigga to hate on (damn)
But it's the hustla, Young Khalifa
I (what?) smoke so much, I love my reefa'
Why niggas so into me, fam?
Tryin' to end up missin', like the Kennedy fam
Lotta cash flow, asshole
The team gettin' cake in my state
They get rid of weight like Ricki Lake
The mixtape made this shit look real fun
Dropped Show and Prove
Now you dudes lookin' real dumb
You better run nigga (run nigga)
Run, motherfucker, run (run)
When that young motherfucker come
Before you try and bring it to this kid
Pay attention to how I do this shit
Cause it ain't easy
Dimes wan' greet me
Haters wanna heat me
Pussy ass cops wanna jail and police me, bail and release me
I'm in the air, you a couple layers underneath me
There where the streets be
And some tried, all failed to defeat me
The best without a shadow of a doubt
Knaw'm talkin 'bout?
Put my shit in stores, the hood bought them out
Who got the 'Burgh rockin' something we gotta talk about?
I show and prove
[Chevy Woods:]
The kid's bars harder than a mothafucka' I ain't talkin vegetables, young, I'm an onion cutta'
And it's the hustla baby you gotta deal with me
Mad cause their shorty like ice, and try to chill with me
You at a stand still runnin' them plates, my trap team boys runnin' your face [?]
Won't try to run to the jakes [?] Yeah I'm in the whore [?] like an upper body
With two bad bitches, Wiz in the upper lobby
And we runnin' the train, it is never a, "probably"
My grind like Slim Fast, I keep the plate off me
Home boy, I been doing this since way since, and trust my hand right, cause I don't need a weight, bitch
Don't get a facelift, I lift your face prick
You heard shit, Kev ain't the one to play with, cause youngin's down to shoot at you like," Fuck what your goons is fool."
Sounds like a fuckin' drum roll when the Uzi shoot. (brrrrat)
Pardon me, man. It's (fucking Green Lantern making noises), now that's a foul line, get some freak shots (blam)
The situation is you so impatient and you can't get it man, times a wastin'
Plus, I gotta laugh cause this is what you'll never be
You just a mutt and I'm a well known pedigree
Come with a settle fee, and maybe we can talk
I'd rather strip dude and make his dumb ass walk. [?]
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Vato by Wiz Khalifa
Vato* (original Wiz Khalifa)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
I didn't mean to make you hate me, (rewinding)
I didn't mean to make you hate me, (scratching)
I didn't mean to make you hate me
But I'm usin' this rap shit to make me cake-y. (rewinding)
I didn't mean to make you hate me
But I'm usin' this rap shit to make me cake-y
A lot of bullshit rappin' lately
I ain't focused on that cause I'm stackin' daily (a-huh)
Keep a good sack, could mack your lady
19 years, not one cat that play me (no)
Heard otherwise, trust. You crazy
Swagger all on some old, fuck you, pay me (fuck you)
They say the flow cocky, maybe I should fall back
Hatin' cause you not me, I say to hell with all that (all that)
I'm in this game to get my ones up (yeah)
Beast on beats, trying to teach you dumb fucks (yeah)
Think shit sweet just cause he's a young buck
I spit heat, Wiz eat you chumps up
To them I'm great for how I make songs
To you I'm probably just another nigga to hate on (damn)
But it's the hustla, Young Khalifa
I (what?) smoke so much, I love my reefa'
Why niggas so into me, fam?
Tryin' to end up missin', like the Kennedy fam
Lotta cash flow, asshole
The team gettin' cake in my state
They get rid of weight like Ricki Lake
The mixtape made this shit look real fun
Dropped Show and Prove
Now you dudes lookin' real dumb
You better run nigga (run nigga)
Run, motherfucker, run (run)
When that young motherfucker come
Before you try and bring it to this kid
Pay attention to how I do this shit
Cause it ain't easy
Dimes wan' greet me
Haters wanna heat me
Pussy ass cops wanna jail and police me, bail and release me
I'm in the air, you a couple layers underneath me
There where the streets be
And some tried, all failed to defeat me
The best without a shadow of a doubt
Knaw'm talkin 'bout?
Put my shit in stores, the hood bought them out
Who got the 'Burgh rockin' something we gotta talk about?
I show and prove
[Chevy Woods:]
The kid's bars harder than a mothafucka' I ain't talkin vegetables, young, I'm an onion cutta'
And it's the hustla baby you gotta deal with me
Mad cause their shorty like ice, and try to chill with me
You at a stand still runnin' them plates, my trap team boys runnin' your face [?]
Won't try to run to the jakes [?] Yeah I'm in the whore [?] like an upper body
With two bad bitches, Wiz in the upper lobby
And we runnin' the train, it is never a, "probably"
My grind like Slim Fast, I keep the plate off me
Home boy, I been doing this since way since, and trust my hand right, cause I don't need a weight, bitch
Don't get a facelift, I lift your face prick
You heard shit, Kev ain't the one to play with, cause youngin's down to shoot at you like," Fuck what your goons is fool."
Sounds like a fuckin' drum roll when the Uzi shoot. (brrrrat)
Pardon me, man. It's (fucking Green Lantern making noises), now that's a foul line, get some freak shots (blam)
The situation is you so impatient and you can't get it man, times a wastin'
Plus, I gotta laugh cause this is what you'll never be
You just a mutt and I'm a well known pedigree
Come with a settle fee, and maybe we can talk
I'd rather strip dude and make his dumb ass walk. [?]
Vato (traducción LyricVerse Team)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
No quise hacer que me odiaras, (rewinding)
No quise hacer que me odiaras, (scratching)
No quise hacer que me odiaras
Pero estoy usando esta mierda de rap para hacerme rico. (rewinding)
No quise hacer que me odiaras
Pero estoy usando esta mierda de rap para hacerme rico
Mucho rap de mierda últimamente
No estoy enfocado en eso porque estoy apilando a diario (a-huh)
Guardo una buena bolsa, podría ligar a tu chica
19 años, ni un gato que me juegue (no)
Escuché lo contrario, confía. Estás loco
Actitud de "jódete, págame" (jódete)
Dicen que el flow es arrogante, quizás debería echarme atrás
Odiando porque no eres yo, digo al diablo con todo eso (todo eso)
Estoy en este juego para subir mis billetes (sí)
Bestia en los ritmos, tratando de enseñarles a ustedes, idiotas (sí)
Creen que es fácil solo porque es un novato
Escupo fuego, Wiz los devora a ustedes, tontos
Para ellos soy genial por cómo hago canciones
Para ti probablemente soy solo otro negro a quien odiar (maldita sea)
Pero es el hustla, Young Khalifa
Yo (¿qué?) fumo tanto, amo mi hierba
¿Por qué los negros están tan metidos conmigo, fam?
Intentando terminar desaparecido, como la familia Kennedy
Mucho flujo de efectivo, imbécil
El equipo está haciendo dinero en mi estado
Se deshacen del peso como Ricki Lake
El mixtape hizo que esta mierda pareciera muy divertida
Lancé Show and Prove
Ahora ustedes, tíos, se ven muy tontos
Será mejor que corras, negro (corre, negro)
Corre, hijo de puta, corre (corre)
Cuando ese joven hijo de puta venga
Antes de que intentes traérsela a este chico
Presta atención a cómo hago esta mierda
Porque no es fácil
Chicas quieren saludarme
Los que odian quieren calentarme
Policías cobardes quieren encarcelarme y vigilarme, fianzarme y liberarme
Estoy en el aire, tú estás un par de capas debajo de mí
Ahí donde están las calles
Y algunos lo intentaron, todos fallaron en derrotarme
El mejor sin sombra de duda
¿Sabes de qué hablo?
Puse mi mierda en las tiendas, el barrio las agotó
¿Quién tiene a 'Burgh rockeando algo de lo que tenemos que hablar?
Yo muestro y pruebo
[Chevy Woods:]
Las barras del chico son más duras que un hijo de puta, no hablo de vegetales, joven, soy un cortador de cebollas
Y es el hustla, nena, tienes que lidiar conmigo
Enojados porque su chica le gusta el hielo y trata de relajarse conmigo
Estás parado corriendo esas matrículas, mis chicos del equipo de trap corriendo tu cara [?]
No intentarán correr hacia los polis [?] Sí, estoy en la puta [?] como un cuerpo superior
Con dos perras malas, Wiz en el vestíbulo superior
Y estamos haciendo el tren, nunca es un "probablemente"
Mi esfuerzo es como Slim Fast, me mantengo alejado del plato
Amigo, he estado haciendo esto desde hace mucho, y confía en mi mano derecha, porque no necesito un peso, perra
No te hagas un lifting, yo te levanto la cara, gilipollas
Escuchaste mierda, Kev no es con quien jugar, porque los jóvenes están dispuestos a dispararte como," Al diablo con tus matones, tonto."
Suena como un puto redoble de tambores cuando la Uzi dispara. (brrrrat)
Perdóname, hombre. Es (Green Lantern haciendo ruidos de mierda), ahora eso es una línea sucia, consigue algunos tiros extraños (blam)
La situación es que eres tan impaciente y no lo entiendes, hombre, el tiempo se está desperdiciando
Además, tengo que reír porque esto es lo que nunca serás
Tú solo eres un chucho y yo soy un pedigrí bien conocido
Ven con una tarifa fija, y quizás podamos hablar
Preferiría despojar al tipo y hacer que su estúpido culo camine. [?]
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