Genius Translations
Dree Low - LIGA (English Translation)
[Intro]
What's up?
I die for my league (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yei Gonzalez

[Verse 1]
I take the cell for you, I take the hit for you (Ey)
They are hoes, when we come, they start to stutter (Ey)
What you want, we sell to you (Ey)
We get five hash, you pick which one (Ey)
Kalashnikov (Bang, bang, bang)
I inspect bullets, I'm stuck to them (Stuck, stuck, stuck)
If you want to play a match, El Clásico (El Clásico)
And if you open your mouth, it's hospital, yeah, yeah (Goodbye)
Bags with weed, hasta la vista (Weed)
I hustle for life, my bro took my pocket (Life)
I share my pie (Share), my bro come and look (Come)
We shine like the sun in May

[Chorus]
I die for my league
I don't care how much I've streamed
I don't have any price tag
You can call me Mona Lisa
Teacher said "You can't write"
Because I had thoughts about fame
What an irony, I swear on God
Because today I earn money on writing
[Verse 2]
Beg for gold, and brother, speak silver
SO shut up, we know how to win
They hate you, so we give them the middle finger
I love money so it's money on my mind
Fifty grand and we blow it in Nymans, man
When we shop, then we look at the most expensive
Look bro, it's nice on the ugly
Money is power, anyone here can be controlled, man
It's just us, can't trust anyone
If we had plans, can't show for anyone
If your not in my league, I swear
Then it gets interesting, will not fight for anyone

[Chorus]
I die for my league
I don't care how much I've streamed
I don't have any price tag
You can call me Mona Lisa
Teacher said "You can't write"
Because I had thoughts about fame
What an irony, I swear on God
Because today I earn money on writing

[Bridge]
Ey, ha-haha (Haha)
My bro said that the jokers (Skittish)
Came here with an old car (Old)
And they play ride or die, ha-ha-ha (Nacas, go)
Ha-haha (Haha)
My bro said that the jokers (Skittish)
Came here with an old car (Old)
And they play ride or die, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I die for my league
I don't care how much I've streamed
I don't have any price tag
You can call me Mona Lisa
Teacher said "You can't write"
Because I had thoughts about fame
What an irony, I swear on God
Because today I earn money on writing

[Outro]
Yei Gonzalez