Kaaris – El Chapo ft. Lacrim (English lyrics)


Intro (Kaaris) :
El Chapitito

Chorus (Kaaris) :
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo
V12 motor under the hood, at the steering wheel of the Murcielago
I’ll light up your team of transexuals, Kalashnikov Baby-Draco
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo

1st verse (Kaaris) :
I pull the FAMAS out from under my hat
And your 5 litres of blood spills all over the printed skull of my flag
J’serai sous kamaz jusqu’à l’échafaud (??)
But before I leave, I’ll make them swallow all my shit like a scato
Artificial paradise but the hell is well real, my bro
The wave of violence can make the hairs on Sub-Zéro’s back stand up
We’re huge, we’re in the matrix
Bitch, the cheaters don’t win, and the winners don’t cheat
We dream fo Bugatti Veyrons, not of your ugly goofy ass
We’ve got powder for bobbybrowner Whitney Houston
Judged because of our looks like Patrick Dils
You’ll be better than me the day you see chickens with grillz

Chorus (Kaaris & Lacrim) :
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo
V12 motor under the hood, at the steering wheel of the Murcielago
I’ll light up your team of transexuals, Kalashnikov Baby-Draco
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo

2nd verse (Lacrim) :
My Glock sends you salam, me, I don’t know who you are
I don’t touch her, because if I fuck her, she wouldn’t want to leave me
My Glock sends you salam, the bullets will rip off your helmet
It’s killing you, the animal just left the 9-4
1, 2 grams, pure shit, she’ll suck all night
Rats, pussys, grams, kilos, hard shit my bro, fuck the anti crime brigade, the snitches
Those who’s names are mentioned in the walkie-talkies, the brother that DAB in a Cherokee
Look, dirty bitch, I’m more El Chapo, than a rookie
What are you going to do ? I swear on my mother’s life there’s money in the projects, we’re solid
What are you going to do ? Don’t mess around, champions of the league
Satelite phone, some high fucking heels, Philipp Plein full of spikes
The network full of cops, why don’t you go battle your dick

Chorus (Kaaris) :
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo
V12 motor under the hood, at the steering wheel of the Murcielago
I’ll light up your team of transexuals, Kalashnikov Baby-Draco
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo

3rd verse (Kaaris) :
Coca-coca-cocaïna, transit from Bogota, Gwada, Madinina
On the street, pours down on my niggas like Katrina, money, make money, no matter what they inhale
Gucci bag full of money stacks, I’m in the VIP section full of demonesses
Bottles, bottles, bottles, yeah some hiya, I stuff all of that shit in Iggy Azalea’s fat ass
No negociations, I’m determined to fuck you up, You’ll be able to suck me and my gang of aliens’s dicks
We’ll open up your guts and take out the meth’ one time, we’ll leave you with a caesarean scar
Very very very big cherokee, the weed breaks my voice like Yo Gotti
In the charger the bullet snuggles, the (???) rôti
Your lip on the vibro, I’ve got a knee on the accelerator
I’ve been hanging out at the train station since the techtronic days, would love to go further but there’s the eletronic bracelet
Nothing to do, nothing to do, for me the world stops at Sevran
K Double A a.k.a Shaka Zulu carved on an elephant’s tusk

Chorus (Kaaris) :
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo
V12 motor under the hood, at the steering wheel of the Murcielago
I’ll light up your team of transexuals, Kalashnikov Baby-Draco
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo
come say hello to El Chapo, come say hello to El Chapo

Outro (Kaaris) :
Fuck Tony, fuck Sosa, fuck Pablo, come say hello to El Chapo

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