Cot damn de The Clipse Featuring Pharrell, Ab-liva & Rosco P. Coldchain

cot' damn, it's a new day
cot' damn, but the nigga wanted money
hoooo, hoooo, hoooo
cot' damn

uh, they just can't understand or phathom my demeanor
unapproachable appearance to how i pack the ninas
out of two, clipse they say malice the meanest
got love for guns and caine, let nothin' come between us
you miss took me for a rapper huh
well that makes me an actor, cause i would rather clap a gun
and buck on them niggas who hate
who wanna be in my shoes, live my life, but can't carry my weight
i understand that the envy is part of the game
but make no mistake, you and i, we are not the same
naw bitch i'm liable to splatter ya shit
light up ya world, 'til you start to stagger and shit
watch how them hollows straight, rattle ya shit
and i leave it to y'all, to freestyle and battle and shit
that's not me, i'm more at home wit the chrome
or that play wit the yay, moving 12 for a zone, i'm gone

cot' damn, it's a new day
cot' damn, but the nigga wanted money

god damn, when that white hits the pan and
comes back hard, i can account for every gram and
the streets molded the man i am
the pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer, go-rilla
traits of a blow dealer, cost my fame
i hustle, i'm rich, blow scrilla, i'm the torch that, carry the game
the flame i throw, crack change came from blow, push the o's
six lay close, hug the streets, i hug the beat, change flows
thug the streets, my love is deep, my pain shows
my hearts on a sleeve-a
nigga that they gave they soul and hearts to mistreat you
nigga told, they breaking my heart on the streets so
watch the phonies, watch ya homies
we pop, pop, drop you homey

cot' damn, it's a new day
cot' damn, but the nigga wanted money

they call me pusha for one reason
cause i keep that sniff all seasons
whether the price is up or down
i keep a mound to pitch from, you don't have to shop around
when it come to the money, i get stealth
three guns is fortune, and i don't mind sharing wealth
dog, i know about my life, i been around the world thrice times
i mean what i say, from that panama sun, the french chanzalize
grind so deep-rooted, i can't turn away
the sell base is now, somewhat therapeutic
hear what i say, please don't confuse it
my verses heal, like curt mayfield's music
(are you a pusha), damn right, i treat ya nose to hook ya
and only pull back to cook ya, partner

cot' damn, it's a new day
cot' damn, but the nigga wanted money

i been if i die of starvation, things is fucked up as is
so i bangs my cab-bage
do you not know the most affective way of gettin' money
pull yo gun, ra-pid
leave and watch you see the situation be corrected
lord heavens, why must i be so devilish
they say whatcha do comes back on you two times
i shoulda been died, but i'm still walking around wit two nines
who wants to be a millionaire, me, and you ain't got no more life lines
you a snitch nigga fighting crime, go ahead and tell the police
cause every move you make, i'ma throw a slug, and hope you choke blood
nigga on every breath you take
not to be broke, cause coldchain fate witness
naturally spitting from me, hearing the gat, field to the limit
head to the menace, loud niggas talking gibberish
ground beef, i deliver it, you cock the mineral shirt, for certain
live in the living room, searching to hurting you

cot' damn, it's a new day
cot' damn, but the nigga wanted money
hoooo, hoooo, hoooo
cot' damn
skit at end of the song begins

maldita sea, es un nuevo día
maldita sea, pero el tío quería dinero
hoooo, hoooo, hoooo
maldita sea

eh, simplemente no pueden entender ni comprender mi actitud
mi apariencia inaccesible a cómo muevo las pistolas
de dos, los cargadores dicen que hay malicia en el más mezquino
tengo amor por las armas y la coca, que nada se intercale entre nosotros
me confundiste con un rapero, eh?
bueno, eso me convierte en un actor, porque preferiría disparar una pistola
y enfrentar a esos tíos que odian
que quieren estar en mis zapatos, vivir mi vida, pero no pueden soportar mi peso
entiendo que la envidia es parte del juego
pero no te equivoques, tú y yo no somos iguales
no, perra, estoy dispuesto a estrellarte eso
iluminaré tu mundo hasta que empieces a tambalearte y todo eso
mira cómo esas balas maquillaje recorren tu shit,
y lo dejo a ustedes para improvisar y batallar y todo eso
eso no soy yo, me siento más cómodo con el cromo,
o jugando con la merca, moviendo doce por un kilo, me voy

maldita sea, es un nuevo día
maldita sea, pero el tío quería dinero

demonios, cuando esa blanca llega al plato y
regresa fuerte, puedo contabilizar cada gramo y
las calles moldearon al hombre que soy
el proxeneta, el hustler (luchador), el criminal, el asesino,
vigilante traits de un dealer de droga,
mi fama costo

hago negocios; soy rico; haciendo pasta; soy la antorcha que lleva el negocio;
la llama que lanzo; el cambio del crack vino de drogas,
empuja los "O’s"
seis cerca; abrazo las calles; abrazo este ritmo;
cambio flujos;
mafioso en las calles; mi amor es profundo; mi dolor se nota.
mi corazón está en la manga;
el negro al cual le dieron su alma y su corazón para maltratarte.
El negro habló; están rompiendo mi corazón en las calles así queten cuidado con los falsos; ¡ten cuidado con tus amigos!

nosotros hacemos pop-pop te dejaremos caer.

maldita sea! es un nuevo día.
malenita. , ...?>
n hijo quiere .......