Biografía:
Rakim Mayers (nacido el 3 de octubre de 1988), más conocido como Asap Rocky (estilizado como A$AP Rocky), es un rapero y director visual americano. Nacido y crecido en Nueva York, en el barrio de Harlem, es un miembro del grupo de hip hop A$ap Mob, del cual adaptó su apodo. Rocky lanzó su primer mixtape LiveLoveA$AP en 2011 recibiendo el reconocimiento de los criticos. Planea lanzar su primer album LongLoveA$AP el 31 de Octubre, 2012.
Primeros años
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro: Gucci Mane, 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
Bbm
Huh?
We got London On Da Track
F
It's Guwop
Huh?
It's Gucci
21, 21
Huh?
[Chorus: Gucci Mane & 21 Savage]
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky (huh?)
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
[Verse 1: 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
Bbm
I got so many M's in my bank account, I can't even count 'em
Too many whips, way I switch my car, I can't even mount 'em
F
Too many zeros with 'Sace pillows in my Phantoms
Too many bad bitches, I don't cuff 'em, I just hand them (21)
Bbm
Off like a lay-up (lay-up), I don't got time to lay up
Met my accountant at Ruth's Chris, she told me that I'm way up (21)
F
I already back for seconds, I ain't even clean my plate up
Ran me up a hunned M's and then I put my bay up (21)
Bbm
Way out in the hills, I just sign the deal
I ain't take no advance, so you know that split was real (21)
F
All my diamonds carrots, dem lil' pointers be two lil'
Glaziers in my ear, I need a cup, they 'bout to spill
[Chorus: Gucci Mane & A$AP Rocky]
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky (huh?)
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Gm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I feel like I'm Rocky
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky & (?)]
Huh?
Bbm
How you gone play D, you can't even take D
Too many fake me's
F
Way too many fake daps, way too many fake '$APs
Bbm
And I put it on me and I want another ring
Girlies buckle at the knees, swerve 'em like the other team (skrt)
F
You can still hear the sneaks (woo, swoosh)
Ballin' in some Dungarees
F
Make a cheerleader cream, so what she on the other team?
Bbm
For the cameras say your cheese, rap game like the league
Heard you the nigga overseas, but that's only overseas
F
I'm the one who oversees shit, "Oh man, it's him again"
I'm up in the rim, they the raided M&M's
Bbm
Ball on you in my favorite Timberlands
My girlfriend got a little friend
All the way on the other end
'Cause she don't deal with the middle man
F
Harlem world stole my flow, friends and my foes
Got my hoes in my clothes, they want ten like my toes (A$AP)
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby , I'm too fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky (yeah)
[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Bbm
Just pass me the rock and watch him go
Bbm
Just run me the play and let me know
F
With a broken leg, I let it go (leggo, leggo, leggo)
F
I ain't gotta say it 'cause they know (woo)
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Bbm
Gucci is materialistic, he's too fuckin' flashy
He smoke when he wanna smoke, think the world is his ashtray
F
So, so deaf to these suckers, I'm like JD in '03
My hoe said that I'm too cocky, I don't play nothin' but me
Bbm
These girls got nothing to show you, I'll give you something to see
These dudes keep comin' up short like they a pair of capris
F
Don't group me with these rappers, these boys embarrassin' me
Them dudes ain't got nothin' on me, I got a money disease
Bbm
I'm too cold for these suckers, they ain't got more money than me
I wear my mink in the summer when it's one-hundred-three (burr)
F
I make a bitch feel self-conscious like she too shiny for me
I know that bitch want to fuck me, but she's to tiny for me
Bbm
She's my way out the highway, you either like or leave
This Rollie cost us the G's, a couple bricks on my sleeve (yeah)
F
When I first fell on the scene, I drove a Cutlass Supreme
A half a brick, a pint of lean, and a new money machine
It's Guwop
[Chorus: Gucci Mane, & Young Thug]
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky (it's Gucci)
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky (Wizop)
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky (damn)
|Bbm |Bbm |F |F
We got London On Da Track
Bbm
Huh?
We got London On Da Track
F
It's Guwop
Huh?
It's Gucci
21, 21
Huh?
[Chorus: Gucci Mane & 21 Savage]
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky (huh?)
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
[Verse 1: 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
Bbm
I got so many M's in my bank account, I can't even count 'em
Too many whips, way I switch my car, I can't even mount 'em
F
Too many zeros with 'Sace pillows in my Phantoms
Too many bad bitches, I don't cuff 'em, I just hand them (21)
Bbm
Off like a lay-up (lay-up), I don't got time to lay up
Met my accountant at Ruth's Chris, she told me that I'm way up (21)
F
I already back for seconds, I ain't even clean my plate up
Ran me up a hunned M's and then I put my bay up (21)
Bbm
Way out in the hills, I just sign the deal
I ain't take no advance, so you know that split was real (21)
F
All my diamonds carrots, dem lil' pointers be two lil'
Glaziers in my ear, I need a cup, they 'bout to spill
[Chorus: Gucci Mane & A$AP Rocky]
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky (huh?)
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Gm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I feel like I'm Rocky
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky & (?)]
Huh?
Bbm
How you gone play D, you can't even take D
Too many fake me's
F
Way too many fake daps, way too many fake '$APs
Bbm
And I put it on me and I want another ring
Girlies buckle at the knees, swerve 'em like the other team (skrt)
F
You can still hear the sneaks (woo, swoosh)
Ballin' in some Dungarees
F
Make a cheerleader cream, so what she on the other team?
Bbm
For the cameras say your cheese, rap game like the league
Heard you the nigga overseas, but that's only overseas
F
I'm the one who oversees shit, "Oh man, it's him again"
I'm up in the rim, they the raided M&M's
Bbm
Ball on you in my favorite Timberlands
My girlfriend got a little friend
All the way on the other end
'Cause she don't deal with the middle man
F
Harlem world stole my flow, friends and my foes
Got my hoes in my clothes, they want ten like my toes (A$AP)
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby , I'm too fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky (yeah)
[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Bbm
Just pass me the rock and watch him go
Bbm
Just run me the play and let me know
F
With a broken leg, I let it go (leggo, leggo, leggo)
F
I ain't gotta say it 'cause they know (woo)
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Bbm
Gucci is materialistic, he's too fuckin' flashy
He smoke when he wanna smoke, think the world is his ashtray
F
So, so deaf to these suckers, I'm like JD in '03
My hoe said that I'm too cocky, I don't play nothin' but me
Bbm
These girls got nothing to show you, I'll give you something to see
These dudes keep comin' up short like they a pair of capris
F
Don't group me with these rappers, these boys embarrassin' me
Them dudes ain't got nothin' on me, I got a money disease
Bbm
I'm too cold for these suckers, they ain't got more money than me
I wear my mink in the summer when it's one-hundred-three (burr)
F
I make a bitch feel self-conscious like she too shiny for me
I know that bitch want to fuck me, but she's to tiny for me
Bbm
She's my way out the highway, you either like or leave
This Rollie cost us the G's, a couple bricks on my sleeve (yeah)
F
When I first fell on the scene, I drove a Cutlass Supreme
A half a brick, a pint of lean, and a new money machine
It's Guwop
[Chorus: Gucci Mane, & Young Thug]
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky (it's Gucci)
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Bbm
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky (Wizop)
F
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky (damn)
|Bbm |Bbm |F |F
We got London On Da Track
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A. P. Carter
A.A. Bondy
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