Marca MP - El Baleado - translation of the lyrics into English

Lyrics and translation Marca MP - El Baleado




El Baleado
The Shooting
Me pongo un toque de cush
I do a bit of cush
Y mi persona se altera
And it alters my person
No miro moros con tranchetes
I don't watch Moors with switchblades
Y bien traigo una loquera
And I bring a certain craziness
Ese humo tranquilizante
That soothing smoke
Hasta el cerebro me pega
Even affects my brain
Ya sea coca original
Whether it's original coke
Pues me encanta la lavada
Well I love the washed out
(Uhhh)
(Uhhh)
Cuando los tenga en cortito
When I have them short
Les peinare una pasada
I'll give them a good combing
Con el rapado que traigo
With the haircut I have
Los trozo y no es paniqueada
I'll cut them up and it's not panic
Ya cuando baje el avión
When the plane comes down
No lo dejo aterrizar
I won't let it land
A mi me encanta la altura
I love being high
Con la chronik pega mas
With chronic hits even more
Y nomas ponte la pista
And just put on the track
Y me vuelvo a levantar
And I'll get up again
Solito planeo el ataque
Alone I plan the attack
A como los voy a trozar
Just how I'm going to cut them up
(Pura Marca MP my boy)
(Pura Marca MP my boy)
Con aceite de cocer
With cooking oil
Lo miro arreglando un rifle
I watch him fixing a rifle
Le pega unos llamones
He slaps it a few times
Decía que iba a haber desquite
He said there was going to be revenge
Por los que nos balacearon
For those who shot us
Torturaron sin medirse
They tortured without mercy
La mota que me robaron
The weed they stole from me
Me la pagaran muy caro
They'll pay for it dearly
Por que me dejaron vivo
Because they left me alive
Mejor me hubieran matado
They might as well have killed me
Pues no se la van a acabar
Because they're not going to get away with it
Cuando los traiga encajuelados
When I bring them in the trunk
Les traigo un odio y rabia
I'll bring them hatred and rage
Me los comeré lo juro
I'll eat them, I swear
Y no voy a masticarlo
And I'm not going to chew it
Masticar yo no acostumbro
I don't usually chew
Si por muerto me dejaron
If they left me for dead
Me las pagaran lo juro
They'll pay for it, I swear
Y a quien le quede este traje
And whoever fits this suit
Hablen de frente y los tumbo
Speak to my face and I'll knock you down





Writer(s): Larry Hernandez


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