Letra 'My Homies Still (feat. Big Sean)' de 'Lil' Wayne' traducida al español

[Intro]

*breathing*
*dog barking*
*gun shot and glass break*

[The Game]
Punk ass mothafucka, get your ass up
What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
Tupac, Biggie! shut the fuck up! fucking dogs barking and shit

Punk Ass Motherfucker
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!

[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]

And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say 'You ain't grindin' til you tired'
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A life
For the night
Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why
You haven't taken (my life? x3)
Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
(My Life x3)

[Verse 1: The Game]

Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary
Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley
Take me away
Like I overdosed on cocaine
Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain
Suicide (Suicide..suicide..)
I'm from a Windy City, like 'Do or Die'
From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
Shot for no f**kin' reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3)
'Cause that's Jesus people
And The Game, he's the equal
Hated on so much, 'The Passion of Christ' need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3)
I need some meditation, so I can leave my people
They askin' 'Why?' Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle

[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]

And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say 'You ain't grindin' til you tired'
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A life
For the night
Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why
You haven't taken (my life? x3)
Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
(My Life x3)

[Verse 2: The Game]

We are not the same, I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution)
You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them
And all the pictures of me and Em, I burned them
So there ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile
And since there ain't no Proof, I never walked through 8 Mile
Sometimes I think about my life with my face down
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3)
Damn, I know his momma's proud
And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now
And like MJB, 'No More Drama' now
Livin' the good life , me and Common on common ground
I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town
Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds
My life used to be empty like a glock without a round
Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots)

[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]

And I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired
They say 'You ain't grindin' 'til you tired'
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A life
For the night
Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why
You haven't taken (my life? x3)
Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
(My Life x3)

[Verse 3: The Game]

Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front
The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
Listening to the 'Chronic' album, playing backwards
Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
My mind f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge (Compton... Compton...)
Made my grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3)
Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood
They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood
But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood
Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3)
With the top back
In my Sox hat
I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that
Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back
I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back

[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]

And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say 'You ain't grindin' til you tired'
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A life
For the night
Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why
You haven't taken (my life x3)
Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
My Life
My Life
My Life
My Life

[Intro]

* Respirar *
Perro ladrando * *
* Disparo de arma de fuego y vidrio romper *

[El juego]
Punk culo hijo de puta, consiga el culo
¿Qué chu era goin hacer? matar a mí en mi sueño perra culo negro?
Tupac, Biggie! cállate la boca! puta mierda de los perros ladrar y

Hijo de puta Punk Ass
¡No disparen!
¡No disparen!

[Chorus: Lil 'Wayne]

Y estoy Grindin 'hasta que estoy cansado
Dicen: "no es Grindin 'hasta que usted cansado"
Así que estoy Grindin 'con los ojos bien
Mirando para encontrar
Una forma
A través del día
Una vida
Por la noche
Querido Señor, has hecho he tardado tanto mucha de mi gente pero estoy pregunto por qué
No se han tomado (mi vida? X3)
Al igual que lo que el infierno soy yo (haciendo bien? X3)
(Mi vida x3)

[Verso 1: El Juego]

Llévame lejos de la campana como una penitenciaría del estado
Llévame lejos de la campana en el ataúd o un Bentley
Llévame lejos
Al igual que una sobredosis de cocaína
O me lleven como una bala de Kurt Cobain
El suicidio (Suicide.. Suicidio ..)
Soy de una ciudad de los vientos, como 'Do or Die'
Desde un bloque cerca de donde Biggie fue crucificado
Ese era Jesús de Brooklyn
Filmada por una razón no se f ** kin '
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