Paroles et traduction Ak 4:20 - Los Mios Son Flaites

Los Mios Son Flaites

Me puse pa'l progreso money en exceso, diamante me gusta to' eso
Sin tener que caer a mi peso
Y le rompí el pescuezo sólito me gane mis pesos
Me la chambie bonito calendario maya 420 estaba escrito
Se soltó en la vivienda y maldito
Pero soy el mismito, no cambio el delito de la callosa que viene pa' mí

Aquí nada es bonito
Pa' que crean que es un cañón y con mi lápiz derrito
Ves que suena exquisito cuando chanteo
Escúchalo manito aquí se zumba y bien rapidito
Momento exacto en benyi bajan los kilos de tequito

Corriendo por Nascar, mami
Quiero una noche por allá en Miami, fumando María de Cali
Y de tu película soy el actor principal
Y no me gustan ni las pally ni las perco ni la code ni el refresco
Y si no lo sabia, sanito por cierto

No hay presupuesto pa' darme
He visto que gritan pero hay muchos que son cobarde
Que dicen que vienen que van pero al momento ninguno se monta adelante

Y los míos son flaites si, si te pillan por ahí no sé
Pa' que diga que yo no fui te voy a mandar con mi ángel
Y los míos son flaites si, si te pillan por ahí no sé
Pa' que diga que yo no fui te voy a mandar con mi ángel

Phillie con saborsito a sandia Genesí en la mesa servía
Que la chori twerking prendía y las santas me vean y digan ave María
La nota siempre revolá
Bajen el jack, mota en la mesa normal, fuman carnal, dale al whats
Quiero una suburban blinda y una cadena que brille más que la luna
Directo a la escena me robo la peli por si les cabe alguna duda

Y los míos son flaites si, si te pillan por ahí no sé
Pa' que diga que yo no fui te voy a mandar con mi ángel
Y los míos son flaites si, si te pillan por ahí no sé
Pa' que diga que yo no fui te voy a mandar con mi ángel

My People Are Thugs

I'm on the grind, making money, I like diamonds, that's for sure
Without having to beg for mercy
And I broke his neck, I earned my stripes all on my own
I hustled a lot, the Mayan calendar said 420 was my destiny
It went down in the ghetto, damn
But I'm still the same, my hustle hasn't changed, it's the rough life that's coming for me

Nothing is pretty here
So they think it's a cannon, and I melt them with my lyrics
You see how exquisite it sounds when I rap
Listen up, man, here we rock, and very quickly
The exact moment when kilos of weed come down

Racing in Nascar, baby
I want a night out in Miami, smoking weed from Cali
And I'm the lead actor in your movie
And I don't like pills or percocet or codeine or soda
And if you didn't know, I'm clean

No budget for me
I've seen them talk, but there are many who are cowards
Who say they're coming, they're going, but at the moment none of them will step up

And my people are thugs, yes, if they catch you out there, I don't know
So you won't say that I wasn't the one, I'll send my angel to you
And my people are thugs, yes, if they catch you out there, I don't know
So you won't say that I wasn't the one, I'll send my angel to you

Phillie with a watermelon flavor, Genesis served at the table
The twerking girls turned me on, and the saints see me and say Hail Mary
The vibe is always high
Turn down the volume, weed on the table, normal, smoke it, dude, hit the bong
I want an armored Suburban and a chain that shines brighter than the moon
Straight to the scene, I'm stealing the show, in case you have any doubts

And my people are thugs, yes, if they catch you out there, I don't know
So you won't say that I wasn't the one, I'll send my angel to you
And my people are thugs, yes, if they catch you out there, I don't know
So you won't say that I wasn't the one, I'll send my angel to you