“G.A.T.O” Lyrics by L-Gante is a latest Spanish song in the voice of L-Gante. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “G.A.T.O” song lyrics are also written by L-Gante. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. The song “G.A.T.O” by L-Gante is a raw, street-style track where he talks about staying real, rolling with his crew, and not trusting fake people (gatos). He throws shade at those who act tough but aren’t really about that life, while showing pride in his lifestyle, street smarts, and success. It’s all about loyalty, respect, flashy moments, and keeping it 100 with his people.
Letra de G.A.T.O – L-Gante
[Letra de “G.A.T.O”]
[Intro]
Yo siempre re loco y vos flashás loco fumando lechuga
Caigo con mi banda, al toque’ callamo’ como la lechuga (Shh)
Nos tiran la mala y cuando estaba mal no pedían ayuda
Acá somos compita’, no compro con Judas
[Estribillo]
Vo’ sos re gato
Yo no compro con gile’, ‘toy flama hace rato
Salimo’ con un Bora al sopi, tomando lagarto (Eh)
Te vuelo la chapa, pasame la lata, destapo
Gato, eh
[Verso 1]
Me meto pa’l VIP a cara de .38, descorcho unos richi
Ustede’ son todo’ unos pichi’, nos robamo’ toda’ las chichi’
Que cierren el orto, ¿capisce?
Corte italiano, con todo’ mi’ hermano’ siempre andamo’ chilling
Zarpado de facha y bling-bling, mucho Philip Morris
I’m sorry, yo nunca de la gorra corrí (Nah)
Siempre ando en busca de la money (Sí)
Del westside como el Gordo Sonny
Par de rocha’, par de Mili Pili’ (Mili)
Que a vece’ le invierto unos mili (Mili)
Acá te cantamo’ la really (Eh)
Ustede’ nunca hicieron wheelie (Nah, nah, nah; eh)
Salgo con los salvaje’ re picado’ en una chata, no pagamo’ ni peaje, eh
La elegancia en el delito pa’ que me odien esos cheto’ cuando yo me ponga un traje, ah (Bling-bling)
Mucho’ se hacen los demonio’ y viven con el moño puesto porque no les da el coraje, ah
Nosotros ni cabida, acá’ seguimo’ pila a pila con el malandraje, eh (Prr, prr)
[Refrán]
Y vo’ sos re gato
Ella dice que soy re capo
Vo’ sos re gato
Ella dice que soy re caco
Y vo’ sos re gato
Se toma la leche del plato
Y vo’ sos re gato, gato
[Verso 2]
Las turra’ que me piden tema’ y están llamando hasta el walkie-talkie
Vo’ so’ más virgo que Coqui, acá ya me piqué otra roqui
Los turro’ andamo’ bien Chucky, los gile’ que tirren el opi
Si saben que acá andamo’ rompi, ustede’ están zarpado’ en Krusty, eh, ah
Los bueno’ con los bueno’, no compro con los careta’, acá to’ el mundo nos respeta
El Baroja carga la escopeta y se aguanta el humo de la seca
Todo’ mis ñeri’ están flow Jeepeta, viviendo lo que se convierte en letra
Que si quiero tussi, la tengo a la venta
La hacemo’ de una, no andamo’ con vuelta’
La turrita mueve la burrita al ritmo de la metra, ta-ra-ta-ta
Nosotro’ le partimo’ el rancho, que nadie lo sepa, pla-pla
Acá estamo’ lleno ‘e problema’ aunque viva la pepa (Ey, viva, viva la pe—)
Empiezo de gira en la villa y termino en el depa, eh
[Estribillo]
Vo’ sos re gato
Yo no compro con gile’, ‘toy flama hace rato
Salimo’ con un Bora al sopi, tomando lagarto (Eh)
Te vuelo la chapa, pasame la lata, destapo
Gato, eh
[Outro]
Del barrio pa’l barrio
Cumbia 420, L-Gante Keloke
Maxi El Brother
One Blood Music
Sin chucu
Omar Varela, pa
L (Vo’ sabé’)
L (Habla La Mafilia)
Eh, L
L-Gante Keloke
L, eh
Con estilo y elegancia
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G.A.T.O Lyrics Meaning
[Intro]
He’s saying he’s always been wild and real, unlike others who just act like it while doing soft stuff. He rolls in with his crew and they stay quiet and sharp, not needing to show off. When things were tough, fake people didn’t offer help, but now they throw hate. He only sticks with loyal friends, not traitors.
[Estribillo]
Here, he calls out someone fake, using “gato” as slang for a snitch or poser. He says he doesn’t mess with clowns and he’s been on fire for a while. He rides around with his people, drinking and chilling, staying sharp and ready, not afraid to speak up.
[Verso 1]
He walks into VIP confidently, acting bold, popping expensive drinks. He calls out others as weak or soft, while bragging about getting all the girls. He tells them to shut up, using a bit of Italian flair, and says he and his crew are always laid back and stylish, smoking, dripping with jewelry, and living flashy. He never ran from cops and is always chasing money. He reps the west side like a local legend. He hangs with wild girls and sometimes spends big on them. They speak the raw truth, unlike others who fake it. He mocks those who’ve never even done a wheelie or taken real risks. He rides with the wild ones, not even paying tolls, showing off how they live off the grid. He mixes crime with style, just to annoy the rich folks when he suits up. Some pretend to be tough but don’t have the guts. His crew doesn’t even acknowledge them — they keep grinding with that street mentality, full-on.
[Refrán]
He repeats the insult, calling someone a total fake. Meanwhile, girls are hyping him up, saying he’s cool and slick. Again, he calls out the poser and mocks them like a cat drinking from a bowl, childish and unoriginal.
[Verso 2]
He talks about girls asking for his songs and even hitting him up on a walkie-talkie. Then, he throws shade, saying some guy is more clueless than a character named Coqui, while he’s already hyped up. His crew is wild, like Chucky dolls, while the others are quiet and scared. Everyone knows his team is causing chaos, and others are just clownish. He rolls with real ones, not with fake faces, and they get respect in the streets. His buddy Baroja is strapped and not afraid of the smoke. His whole crew moves like big cars — living out what they rap about. If he wants drügs, he’s got the hook-up, and they handle business fast, no delays. The girls dance hard to the beat of the gun sounds, showing off. His squad hits places hard but keeps it low-key. They’ve got problems, but they keep it moving, still partying hard. His day starts in the hood and ends in a fancy apartment, showing his two-sided lifestyle.
[Estribillo]
Again, he’s calling someone out for being a poser. He’s been on fire for a long time, rolling with his people in their car, chilling and doing their thing. He’s ready for anything, cracking open drinks and staying lit.
[Outro]
He wraps it up by shouting out his roots — from one neighborhood to another. He reps Cumbia 420, his own unique style. He gives credit to his team and producers, using their nicknames. He says his name with pride, showing he does all this with style and confidence, no need for fake vibes.
FAQs
Q. Who has sung G.A.T.O song?
A. G.A.T.O song is sung by L-Gante.
Q. Who wrote G.A.T.O lyrics?
A. G.A.T.O lyrics are penned by L-Gante.
Q. Who has given the music of G.A.T.O song?
A. G.A.T.O music is composed and produced by L-Gante.
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