Glock, Glock, Glock Lyrics English Translation by Anuel AA
Real until death, did you hear, bastard?
Brr
La AA
You all know who I am (Who I am), no need for introductions (Anuel)
They all want to kill me, but they don’t play the card (La AA; brr)
If they come to the studio, they’ll find me with long guns (Ah?)
Glock on me with a fourth-generation button (Fourth generation)
I have the devil in the AK, but Jehovah guards me (Amen)
My fans who wrote me when I was in prison, I still keep the letters (I still keep the letters)
If I die and come back to life, I come back and hit it (I come back and hit it)
I’m the toughest since Tego’s “El Abayarde” (Brr)
I have a new team; let’s see where I go (Let’s see where I go)
Buy all the GRAMMYs you want; that fills your ego
Said to be the only one to hit all the tracks on an album (Real until death)
I did it on “Real Hasta La Muerte,” even as a convict, bastard (Bastard)
I come from hell, Torres de Sabana, Carolina (Carolina)
The war doesn’t end sleeping with the Draco on me (With the Draco on me)
I knew they were turned; Fini told me
That’s why when I shot at them, I took off their skimask (I took off their skimask)
In the street, there are a thousand problems and a hundred million in the office (In the office)
With a sea view at home, I’m chilling in the pool (In the pool)
In the Lambo, opening the door releases the mist (Releases the mist)
I have no new friends because for money, they turn
I miss my dead brothers; one day we’ll see each other again (We’ll see each other again)
Some with God in heaven, others in hell (Others in hell)
Loyalty, we don’t break brotherhood for any woman (Did you hear, baby?)
Number one on the indictment, and I don’t cooperate (I don’t cooperate), brr
These bastards want to take me down
They have to war; I’m not going into any box
The Glocks, oh-oh-oh, plo-plo-plo-plo
Bastard, I flick the switch and “brr-brr-brr-brr”
I called the armorer and left the armory without bullets
This is not new; the street has always been bad
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, plo-plo-plo-plo (Brr)
Bastard, you died, brr-brr-brr-brr
Against me (Don’t talk), you shot ahead, you were going to give and you failed (Haha)
You made a diss, saw me, and cried
Tempo (Cry), you were my idol, and now you’re a disaster (You’re a disaster)
Arca, here we see you, but in 2010, you stayed behind (Ha)
129 thousand people at a concert in Venezuela (Do you understand?)
You can’t do that even if you die and come back to life (Do you understand?)
Independently, I make more money than a record label (Real until death, ass-kisser)
I went to jail and came out more stuck and more son of a bitch than I was (Than I was)
I made a pact with the devil and broke the contract (And broke the contract)
I point the finger, and the wave of murders rises (Ah?)
Respect for the thugs and also for the addicts (Ah?)
Because in prison, we have to eat from the same plate (Brr)
I remember Mom crying; money was not enough (Money was not enough)
Dad lost his job, and I hit the streets to hustle (Hit the streets to hustle)
Holding the gun, unafraid of the Feds (Brr)
Watching out so the other shooter won’t jump me when I go to square off (Go to square off)
I give a gunshot (Gunshot)
I have an enemy located with a case (With a case)
I’ll catch him at Social, giving a smack (Ah?)
Free Chini Bebo, free H, and rest in peace Pacho
I learned the moves; a boss has to hunt (Hunt)
And always show because a youngster can make mistakes (Can make mistakes)
And think he’s more devilish than you to go out and kill (To go out and kill)
That’s how thoughts of betrayal begin (Brr)
I pulled out the rifles and the Tundra, and into the castle (Into the castle)
They turn on the light, and I unleash my fury on the trigger (Brr)
They couldn’t level it; they caught repelling (Brr)
We war like El Boster and Alex Trujillo (Alex Trujillo)
They lowered the indictment; times change; we gained strength (We gained strength)
The hitman, the rifle inside the gates (Inside the gates)
You fell into the trap of the slut who’s loose (Ah?)
You knew you were dead when we broke down the door, ass-kisser (I’m going to shit on the mother of anyone who tries to—)
These bastards want to take me down
They have to war; I’m not going into any box (Daddy, whoever is afraid to die, shouldn’t be born)
The Glocks, oh-oh-oh, plo-plo-plo-plo
Bastard, I flick the switch and “brr-brr-brr-brr”
I called the armorer and left the armory without bullets (Brr)
This is not new; the street has always been bad (Ah?)
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, plo-plo-plo-plo
Bastard, you died, brr-brr-brr-brr (Daddy, I’m going to turn you into a Walking Dead just for underestimating me)
Rest in peace, Justin, but in PR, people are killed every day
Stop shouting “justice” and using the police (Using the police)
You and your mom are informants (Informants), stuck in the Prosecutor’s Office (Ah)
I’m going to kill this zombie so you stop mentioning mine (Bastard)
I went to jail for guns because I was at war (Brr)
You went to jail for hitting your wife in Las Vegas (You hit her)
Your album was garbage, not even by dissing me it sticks (Didn’t stick)
Suck Bad’s ass to see if the dealer takes you (Haha!)
When I slap you, don’t die of a heart attack
Why did they never say that Frabian’s dad is a cop? (Cop)
Save yourself if you can
Those who shot up my mom’s house, two are dead, and one’s in a wheelchair (Brr!)
La Calma has never warred with anyone (Haha!)
It’s not a neighborhood or a settlement; it’s a shit street
They did nothing in Choli for Héctor’s slaps
They were supposedly messed up watching the concert
Rest in peace, Josué, but Frabian is a pig
They screw the women of the brothers who are dead (Brr)
To top it off, he maintains her with my money (La AA)
And the question is, which of these two piglets got it first? (Yeah, rat, snitch, see for yourselves)
I failed myself when I trusted; it wasn’t you guys
I messed up my career with women’s problems (Women’s problems)
When I took pills instead of being with the kid (Being with the kid)
Betrayal always comes from someone close, that’s why it hurts (That’s why it hurts)
I know I have to spend more time with my two girls (With my two girls)
Now I’m taking Pablo to school early (To school early)
And, Balvin, we know Eladio is a trap king
But don’t say he’s the only one, singing like a fool (Singing like a fool)
There’s a big difference between a leader and a follower
Four albums at Billboard number one (Brr)
And still, my happiness is shattered (It’s shattered)
I know I’m a piece of shit; a cop is taking care of my daughter (Taking care of a cop)
My patience is running out; sometimes there are defeats (Defeats)
Sometimes I do things wrong, and karma bounces back
I’ve never been lucky in life
In this fake world, I’m going to die real until death, brr
These bastards want to take me down
They have to fight; I’m not going into any box
The Glocks, oh-oh-oh, bang-bang-bang-bang
Bastard, I flip the switch and “brr-brr-brr-brr”
I called the gunsmith and left the armory without bullets
This is not new; the street has always been bad
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, bang-bang-bang-bang
Bastard, you died, brr-brr-brr-brr (Real until death, brr)
And if I grew up with mom and dad, I moved to the settlement (To the settlement)
And I was more hands-on than those who were born and raised here (Brr!)
The best defense is the attack; I don’t trust myself
The shots you got were in my name (Brr)
You’re an online gangster; speak the shit you want (Whatever you want)
I don’t talk for free because killing someone is evidence (Ah?)
Bastard, you don’t control in the street or on the sidewalk (Haha)
People like you get killed, and they say, “He was good” (Amen)
I’m better than you; numbers don’t lie (Don’t lie)
You’ve only had one number one album on Billboard and thrown twenty (Ha, twenty?)
I wanted to be like you until I saw you face to face
Drunk, drugged, mistreating your own people (Your own people)
In life, I fell in love with whores who screwed me over (Screwed me over)
Good women with bad hearts (Bad hearts)
I gave loyalty to Judas thinking he was my brother (He was my brother)
And I’m still here making money, shaking off the bad vibes (Shaking off the bad vibes)
And my brothers who snitched stopped being brothers (Ah)
From the moment they signed that deal with the bullet
And in the street, the realest ones are not the ones who killed the most (Killed the most)
They are the ones who, when the indictment comes down, none snitched (Snitched, bastard)
They snitch and come to justify it
“You would have done the same if they offered you all those years” (Snitch’s song)
Mere, ass-kisser, here we will never bend (Never, bastard)
I’m not going to look for a problem that I can’t face
I’ve been a bad father, sometimes irresponsible (Irresponsible)
Now I’m improving; I promised my mother (Yes)
If it’s not with Bad Bunny, it won’t stick; you have to shoot me
You don’t even know me, bastard; tell me what you’re going to make up
You don’t scare anyone, not even your street buddies (Brr)
Everyone here kills people, and we all die the same way (We all die the same way)
We have common brothers, that’s why I don’t cross that line (Okay)
You would be dead already, and your whole family snitching on me (Brr, brr)
I see the envy in you, talking shit in every interview (Shh)
You talk nicely, say phrases you never apply
Of all of you, Coscu is the only worthy warrior
And he couldn’t kill me even when I shot myself
You’re afraid of Coscu, that’s why you never threw shots (Prra)
He shot you, and you acted blind like José Feliciano (It’s tough)
You have mansions with my money and foreign cars (Foreign cars)
I gave you a hand when Arca had you at zero (Had you at zero)
And you know Arca is the marvel; he did trap first
The first one in Choli to get slapped (Ha!)
And you were so dumb that in the interview they asked you
And you said, “It’s good that they screwed me”
Close the door, close the door, close the door, close it, close it
Acho, what’s up? Acho, what’s going on?
Are you gonna keep throwing shots at Goldstar, sucker?
Hahaha
Are you gonna keep—Are you gonna keep throwing shots at Goldstar?
I haven’t thrown any, I respect them a lot, what’s up?
Didn’t you diss Polaco? Weren’t you talking shit about Polaco?
Acho, I respect Polaco, he got confused, I didn’t diss him
Kneel down and ask for forgiveness, kneel down
Acho, bastard, they’ll have to kill me, daddy, before trying to touch me, we’ll give you—We’ll give you a shootout, bastard
I kneel down, kneeling is for men, I ask for forgiveness
Open the door for me, open the door
Where’s my son?
Here, put on the glasses
Who shot my son?
Who did it?
Haha!
Austin, tell me who did it, you got that red face
The devils, you hear, bastard?
Sorry, this is personal, ma
Hahaha (This is personal)
I didn’t pay a damn thing to enter PR
And I came down with all the devils, the combs taped on the AK and the R
Let me see you, and it’ll happen to you like El Alfa (Uy)
I hit Pinto and Bla’ in the lobby of his house (Uy!)
Creating racism with all the Boricuas, are you crazy? (Are you crazy?)
I put money in your pockets when you were broke (You were broke)
They ghosted me, I got out of the car, and the Lakers ran (Brr)
They ran as if they saw the Undertaker (The devil, you hear, bastard?)
Six against one, and they couldn’t even catch me
YouTube deleted your views, that can’t be bought or sold
Don’t buy more streams, bastard, don’t deceive your people (Deceive your people)
Leave behind the racism between RD and PR (Uah, one family)
Count how many times you kicked Justin out of your house (You’re an idiot)
Because he defended me when you were throwing shots at me
Frabi would tell me, “Damn, Emma,” to see if I would look for him
And I would help him, and Justin would tell me, “Austin doesn’t change” (Doesn’t change)
Because when he was alive, he advised you, and you didn’t care
And conveniently for the album, you put him on the cover (On the cover)
Ass kisser, I only respect your sister
You mentioned my daughter, and what’s fair is not an advantage, bastard
You look like my dick, all bald as you are now
I’m gonna push you and shove you up Mora’s ass (I know you’ll love it, ass kisser)
That trucker beard looks disgusting on you (Disgusting)
You have a damn strong beer stench (Hahaha)
Fentanyl, no, I like the picky ones
But you swallow Nicky’s milk every day (Nicky’s milk)
I know, sucker, you and I are not the same (I know your things)
In front of your house, the Feds protect you (Haha!)
This dude, who the hell have you killed? (The AA)
You shoot, and your boss calls to ask for forgiveness, he’s scared (The same)
La Calma is not a drug point, it’s a dispensary (Haha, haha)
Your shooters don’t kill, they’re university guys (Haha!)
Hello?
Carmen
What happened?
Arca is a snitch
Not my son
Arca is a snitch
Emma, not my son, not my son, not my son, not my son
Hahaha
Real until death, you hear, bastard?
(Another legend I have to retire)
Get on, get on, get on, he died, he died, he died with the shit smell in his mouth, the dealer coming out