More songs by Morad
More songs by Dei V
Description
Producer: SHB
Producer: Faradi
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yo no hablo contigo, sino con quien manda
Siempre sigo firme, no juego a dos bandas
Me siento Hakimi jugando a la banda
Siempre ando solo, aunque tengo banda
Suben todos los precios y la droga blanda
Cuidao cómo tú caminas o cómo andas
Yo tengo un amigo que en guerra se ablanda
No le doy la mano aunque me lo lamba
Par de babys, para mí y para mis brothers
Ahora si no llegamos en Mercedes, llegamos en Range Rover
En el putero ponme el dinero a llover
Un phillie y una perco, a mí no me gusta estar sober
Me he ganao respeto desde el bicho, tú estás runner
Soy un jefe, shot caller
El bolsillo está lleno de los blue hunnids
Un precio en la cabeza te vo'a poner
Cuidado si ves coro y Air Force runners
Son los míos disfrazaos como en October
Dirty money, pero te ha lavao el cash
Me trepo a la tarima y prenden los flash
Esta va para todos mis opps
Baby, yo soy una estrella fugaz
Puede que me veas una vez y después no me veas más na
Ahora soy jefe y era estudiante DF
Baby, chíngame rico y te compro una Merce'
Estos cabrones me roncan y no dejan verse
Tírense, que los party' y la' Glope tienen láser
Ahora soy jefe y era estudiante DF
Baby, chíngame rico y te compro una Merce'
Estos cabrones me roncan y no dejan verse
Tírense, que los party' y la' Glope tienen láser
Yo-yo no hablo contigo, sino con quien manda
Siempre sigo firme, no juego a dos bandas
Me siento Hakimi jugando a la banda
Siempre ando solo, aunque tengo banda
Suben todos los precios si la droga ablanda
Cuidao cómo tú caminas o cómo andas
Yo tengo un amigo que en guerra se ablanda
No le doy la mano aunque me lo lamba
Desde pequeñito yo no quería juguete'
Yo solamente soñaba con hacer billete
Ando con un rifle que le llaman "Manolete"
Te lo paso en la cara y también en el bigote
Tú, tú grabando todo haciendo bultos y paquetes
Cuidao que uno de los míos a ti no te empaqueten
Ando con el Dei Vi, así que arranca para el garete
Quiero veinte phillie, de mujeres quiero siete
No te hagas el loco, no levantes las señales
Que aunque tú me veas solo en mi espalda está la L
Tú corrías con tenis, yo empecé sin los pedales
Movía los paquetes, parecían malabares
Yo entro a la disco y no me hacen falta nunca los metales
Porque todo el mundo sabe cómo aquí nos la jugamos
Facturo los kilos y empecemos con los gramos
No me mires mucho si no eres mi hermano
Ando con la L, dicen los que mandan
Fumando una L que viene de Holanda
Mami, qué tú quieres, que aquí se te salda
Tengo mil problemas, dentro mío se guardan
Yo-yo no hablo contigo, sino con quién manda
Siempre sigo firme, no juego a dos bandas
Me siento Hakimi jugando en la banda
Siempre ando solo aunque tengo banda
Suben todos los pesos y la droga blanda
Cuidado cómo tú caminas o cómo andas
Yo tengo un amigo que en guerra se ablanda
No le doy la mano aunque me lo lamba
Underwater
Y Los Flavorz
Mera dime, Morad, cabrón, el que se tire le vamo a romper el casco
Ya tú sabes cómo es, directamente desde PR hasta España
Hijo 'e la gran puta, ustedes saben quién es ya
Los de la L con el Dei V
Desde la Florida a PR
Los del Flavorz, Underwater
English translation
I don't talk to you, but to whoever is in charge
I always remain firm, I don't play both sides
I feel like Hakimi playing band
I'm always alone, even though I have a band
All prices and soft drugs rise
Be careful how you walk or how you walk
I have a friend who softens in war
I don't shake his hand even if he licks it
Pair of babys, for me and my brothers
Now if we don't arrive in Mercedes, we arrive in Range Rover
In the whorehouse, put the money to rain for me
A phillie and a perco, I don't like to be arrogant
I have earned respect from the bug, you are a runner
I'm a boss, shot caller
The pocket is full of the blue hunnids
I'm going to put a price on your head
Be careful if you see choir and Air Force runners
They are mine, dress up like in October
Dirty money, but he has laundered your cash
I climb onto the stage and the flashes turn on
This one goes to all my opps
Baby, I am a shooting star
You may see me once and then never see me again
Now I am a boss and I was a DF student
Baby, fuck me rich and I'll buy you a Merce'
These bastards snore me and don't let me see them
Get down, the party' and the' Glope have lasers
Now I am a boss and I was a DF student
Baby, fuck me rich and I'll buy you a Merce'
These bastards snore me and don't let me see them
Get down, the party' and the' Glope have lasers
I-I don't talk to you, but to whoever is in charge
I always remain firm, I don't play both sides
I feel like Hakimi playing band
I'm always alone, even though I have a band
All prices rise if the drug softens
Be careful how you walk or how you walk
I have a friend who softens in war
I don't shake his hand even if he licks it
Since I was little I didn't want a toy
I only dreamed of making a ticket
I walk around with a rifle they call "Manolete"
I put it on your face and also on your mustache
You, you recording everything making bundles and packages
Be careful that one of mine doesn't pack you
I'm with the Dei Vi, so it starts to hell
I want twenty phillie, of women I want seven
Don't act crazy, don't raise the signs
That even if you see me only on my back is the L
You ran with tennis shoes, I started without pedals
I moved the packages, it seemed like juggling
I go to the disco and I never need the metal
Because everyone knows how we play here
I bill the kilos and let's start with the grams
Don't look at me too much if you're not my brother
I walk with the L, say those in charge
Smoking an L that comes from Holland
Mommy, what do you want, here it will be settled
I have a thousand problems, they are kept inside me
I-I don't talk to you, but to who's in charge
I always remain firm, I don't play both sides
I feel like Hakimi playing in the band
I'm always alone even though I have a band
All pesos and soft drugs rise
Be careful how you walk or how you walk
I have a friend who softens in war
I don't shake his hand even if he licks it
underwater
And The Flavorz
Just tell me, Morad, bastard, whoever jumps is going to break his helmet
You already know what it is like, directly from PR to Spain
Son'e the big bitch, you know who it is already
Those of the L with the Dei V
From Florida to PR
The Flavorz, Underwater