Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fear No Evil , by - Juan Gotti. Song from the album Fear No Evil, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.05.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Gt
Song language: English
Fear No Evil |
| What’s some matter wit’chu? |
| You think I’m f**king crazy? |
| Vivir por la Raza |
| (Juan Gotti) |
| Padre Nuestro |
| Homeboy, get your head right |
| No Te Muevas |
| Tumba Puertas por libras de Hierbas |
| En la Selva, what’chu call the Jungle |
| Is my struggle to hustle con muscle |
| Get my change right, cause grin ain’t no punk fool |
| I’m strap with the Mack, and I packin el Gap fool |
| Only bang screw Cause I’m raised de Houston |
| I’m the top gun the pop one and drop one |
| Padre Nuestro que estas en los Cielos |
| Please show love to my brothers and perros |
| Trapped in ghettos vivendo su vida |
| Everyone praise para salirte un dia |
| Sangre fria cold mother f**ker |
| From the gutter, a mugger and gunner |
| Straight Disaster, Yo Jale no pasa |
| Y’all boys know yall can’t f**k with my Raza |
| (Ronnie Spencer) |
| Fear no Evil (Fear no Evil) |
| My people (amigo) |
| They don’t understand (won't chu tell me) |
| My people (amigo) |
| Orasiones, palabras de pobres |
| Pa pelones and sobres de entonces |
| No te nojes venimos de montes |
| Serving coke es moviendo estos jales |
| Kore Keys Japanese on the market |
| Please mi padre me cuidas mi madre |
| Se conpadre matando no vale |
| I’m the Pothead so drop dead con hambre |
| No me siente, that’s cool you don’t feel me |
| Soy Hispano that’s down for his family |
| Acting badly with pain in my Cora |
| That’s my right to find change in your Bolsa |
| F**k a chota, I still gotta eat fool |
| Right or wrong if your brown they gonna get chu |
| No me aguito chunk duce in your sobres |
| It’s my pain, it’s my life, mis Dolores |
| (South Park Mexican) |
| Tengo Hambre igual que el Tigre |
| Say Juan Gotti let em know quien sigue |
| Todos firmen no se que decir te |
| But your bitch on my nuts like some chicle |
| On the streets selling diamonds and nicles |
| Stay strapped homeboy no te aguites |
| Quick reflex S to the P Mex |
| Make you hoes extinct like the T-Rex |
| I’m an ánimal gun packing Illegal |
| Con Corona y Limon pero sin sal |
| La La Na Na Na Na Na |
| Don’t trip asi se va |
| I’m high I can’t explain |
| I’m standing in the rain |
| This song was made from pain |
| So here we go again |