G-Dragon The Leaders

Don’t really get better than this

Don’t act like you ain’t surprised

What’s gonna happen sooner or later, baby

You can call us the leaders of the new school

 

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

 

텔레비전에 내가 나오면 (Wass Up)

죽었다 깨나도 못 믿겨질

머리 끝부터 발 끝까지 다른 swagger

따라하기엔 벅차 이 스타일은 내꺼

 

today 예쁜이들 줄 서 (Wass Up)

다 나만 바라봐 what’s love

싸우지들 말고 천천히 이제 come come

and 내가 이래서 피곤해 잘난건 알아가지고

 

Too fast to live, Too young to die

몸집은 작지만 내 목소리는 Gulliver

나이는 적지만 이 바닥의 Sullivan

한번더 돌았다하면 warrior

 

My name is G G G G baby baby

GD GD baby baby

You wanna flame?

You want fame? Playin’ your stupid little game

You should check your girl’s phone

That’s my face in the frame

 

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

 

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

 

Now everybody wanna know

With that boy named Teddy, what he up to?

내 머리 속 가락 이미 니 선반 위에

열 손가락 오늘도 건반 위에

 

yeah 나름 태어나선 장군감

yo, so deep ho and 잠수함

잠수함은 빨러 빠르면 비행기

비행기는 fly, fly하면 Teddy

 

GD be the ace; CL, she a queen

Have 2NE1 they black jack; beat that

Big Bang in your face pow; now take that

We the leaders of the new school, how you love that

 

걸음걸이 당당 내 미래는 창창

날 이기고 싶다면 그건 위험한 상상

let you 까부는건 고급무렵관광

keep looking at my feet, my shoes are lanvin*

 

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

 

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

 

We, we, we da, we da leaders

You ain’t in the game

You’re just cheerleaders

 

내 나인 nineteen, vision은 HD

머린 꽉 차있지 타고난 맵시

이미 cool함을 넘어서 난 차가워

여러 번 무대에 불을 지핀 방화범

 

Cuz I’m hot 언제나 신기록

And this number 1 spot

Is my home sweet home

 

날 따라하려 말아라 굳이 할테면

해봐라 맘처럼 잘 돼나봐라

I just do what I wanna

언제나 지킬껀 지킬줄아는 Lady 답게

But I’m flipping and freaking it 아주 버릇 없게

 

Ready or not here I come

We don’t Care eh eh eh

그 누가 앞에있건

망설이지말고 제발 어서 피해

And I’m CL the one and only baddest female

 

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

 

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

Wassup, wassup

Wassup wassup wassup

 

Okay be mad at me all you want

We on some major league shit

So you just gotta stop hatin’

And step your game up

 

That ain’t how you do it

We’ve been running this shit from day one

So be thankful for your style, you’re welcome

That’s all me homies

YG baby, ’09 till infinity – one!