Video No Espanol de Al Chapo 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Al Chapo - No Espanol Lyrics

[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Demon, demon time
(Chapo)
Vampire, yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm the Don, Capo lo' said call your Godfather
.30 clip hangin' out these damn joggers
This a jugg, the ho shoot shotty shells out the revolver
He trippin', we sit his ass down jus' to calm 'em
I be ready to go if your ass want a problem
I clip his lil bitch ass up like a barber
I take everythin' that he got, leave him starvin'
She listenin' to this, and this shit go retarted
We wack that lil' boy, roll him up in that carpet
Slide on anything, I slide in the Range (Anything)
Why would I beef with that pussy ass nigga?, he ain't got no name (Namе)
I put a muzzle on that damn stick, but the ho' can't be tamеd
Stick his ass up, take off his Plain Jane
This shit not a movie, I fuck Mary Jane
I backstab my brother, he tell like I'm Kane
I rap on this shit, don't do this for no fame, huh (No cap)
I do this for my brother in the project (Yeah)
I just hopped in the yo', I need silence
I just hopped in and go, I could care less
And we smoke so much gas in the air vent
I'm gon' fuck that ho good, she a bad bitch (Push up)
She’ll fuck on this damn savage
I fuck white bitches and live lavish
Ion' wan' hear yo' mouth, stop that naggin'
They see BabyLife, them boys start to panic
I point this Glock at these niggas, them boys started flippin' like shit acrobatic
Young nigga, but I'm still that ho daddy
Huh, No Español, you can't have it, huh
Tag on his toe, we gon' drag 'em, huh
The drop make me fly like a Dragon, huh
I'm on front line with that action
My name Glokk, nigga, know I'm packin'
Rockstar life, nigga, start the moshpit
Pull out that stick, um, by your fist
Got too much money, nigga, I can't hear
I pop these Xans, nigga, thinking 'bout taking they bands, nigga
I pop these Xans, nigga, I don't wanna be on no cam', nigga
Hit 'em with the Glock on Smack CAM
And these niggas treat me like the bad man (Yah)
Yeah, I'll do 'em bad, but I'm not braggin' (Yah)
Glock in my pants, why my pants saggin' (Sag)
Yeah, and these niggas tryna get in the scuffle
Pull, I pull out that .9 millimeter, won't touch me
Pull out that nine, stab 'em out, take his duffle
Knife on the Drac', I pop out with a kutta, huh
Can't hang with that nigga, he a sucker
I walk in the trap, bloody knuckle
I take the chip and they call that shit ruffle
Break they ass jus' like a chip, it wun nun', yeah
[Verse 2]
Real oso, with some young niggas (Yah)
Ready to slide, nigga, 'bout my name, nigga
'Bout my name, nigga, it come pain, nigga (Pain)
You my side bitch, but I'm your main nigga (Side)
Real Oso, I'm a grave digger, huh (Oso)
Baby Whoa, Brian Nichols (Baby Whoa)
Gotta go catch 'em flippin' (Gotta go)
Man this drac' shoot so God damn different (Different)
See the fire, then he slid like icicle
He won’t pick up his cell, I think that boy got sickle
He play with the mob, that boy stuck in a pickle
He play with the mob, he get ate like hot pickle
I counted the bread, walk his ass like four nickle
I'm a real demon, I got real issues
Aye I done whacked yo' son, where the fuck them tissues?
Why the fuck he in the street, he a walkin' lick
Me and Velly take the plug off with counterfeits (Plug)
That ain’t my bitch, nigga, you can have her
He switched on the band, call him "Bandwagon"
Everything not fucked but this shit not average
Pour the Wock' in my cup, I'm tryna be fucked up
Got two M's, Im tryna be up, up (Up)
Three bands, and I got the fuck off (Yeah)