Lyrics and translation Rich Vagos feat. Bipo Montana & Robot95 - No Es una 9

No Es una 9

Aun sigo siendo un buen adicto
Tu vo′ queria y le dije que no
Vendo mi droga tambien vendo show
En el cajon guardo un pistolon

No es una 9" es una 22"
No me importa si me cree o si no
Wuacha mi placa ya soy un cuacua
Si me traicionas aprieto el boton X2

Unos no creen que cargo con mi glock
Prendidon drogate un monton
Desde morrillo bien locohon
Desde morrillo queria un pistolon

Pasame el encendedor
Quiero prender ese bong
Conmigo no anda ni un culon
Puro vago placozon

Yeah, Prendelo, prendelo, prendelo
Prendelo, pre, prendelo
Fumalo, fumalo, fumalo
Fumalo, fu, fumalo
Pasalo, pasalo, pasalo,
Pasalo, pa, pasalo

Puro piche locohon, Puro piche locohon

Aun sigo siendo un buen adicto
Tu vo' queria y le dije que no
Vendo mi droga tambien vendo show
En el cajon guardo un pistolon

No es una 9" es una 22"
No me importa si me cree o si no
Wuacha mi placa ya soy un cuacua
Si me traicionas aprieto el boton X2

No conozco freno, siempre mando menos
Muy grande la baiza, pa tu poco remo
Atasca′o en los cerros, lo merecemos
Prendí otro leño, le colgue a tu cuero

El calle se calla mai, se nota el gallo
No solo tengo ropa mai dentro del armario
Preguntan por ahi por que cargo este salario
Solo cantando real pregunta por el barrio

Aun sigo siendo un buen adicto
Tu vo' queria y le dije que no
Vendo mi droga tambien vendo show
En el cajon guardo un pistolon

No es una 9" es una 22"
No me importa si me cree o si no
Wuacha mi placa ya soy un cuacua
Si me traicionas aprieto el boton X2

It's Not a 9

I'm still a good addict
Your girl wanted me and I said no
I sell my drugs, I also sell shows
I keep a gun in the drawer

It's not a 9", it's a 22"
I don't care if you believe me or not
Look at my license, I'm already a cuacua
If you betray me, I'll press the button X2

Some people don't believe I carry my Glock
Get high, get real high
Since I was a kid, I've been crazy
Since I was a kid, I wanted a gun

Pass me the lighter
I want to light that bong
I don't hang out with any wimps
Just crazy guys with guns

Yeah, Light it up, light it up, light it up
Light it up, li, light it up
Smoke it, smoke it, smoke it
Smoke it, sm, smoke it
Pass it, pass it, pass it,
Pass it, pa, pass it

Just crazy guys, Just crazy guys,

I'm still a good addict
Your girl wanted me and I said no
I sell my drugs, I also sell shows
I keep a gun in the drawer

It's not a 9", it's a 22"
I don't care if you believe me or not
Look at my license, I'm already a cuacua
If you betray me, I'll press the button X2

I don't know any brakes, I always drive less
The party's too big for your little oar
We deserve to be stuck in the hills
I lit another log, I hung up on your hide

The street is silent girl, you can tell the rooster
I don't just have clothes girl in the closet
They ask around why I carry this salary
Just singing real ask around the neighborhood

I'm still a good addict
Your girl wanted me and I said no
I sell my drugs, I also sell shows
I keep a gun in the drawer

It's not a 9", it's a 22"
I don't care if you believe me or not
Look at my license, I'm already a cuacua
If you betray me, I'll press the button X2