Paroles et traduction Cartel de Santa - Wacha Están Maman** Riata

Wacha Están Maman** Riata

Loco, entiende lo que hago
Yo hasta sin querer te apago
Te desago y sin estragos
Me devuelvo pa′ mi casa
Eso es lo que pasa
Mamas con mi raza
Ya sabes que tranza
Cuando se pone feo
Como tiroteo
Así como lo veo
En cortinas lo trompeo
Sanguaseo lo noqueo
El cerebro le bloqueo
Ni pa' que le den conteo
Del primero no se para
No aguanta la vara
Va a salirte cara
Tanta pendejada
Pinche carotón
Lo que tienes de tetón
Yo lo tengo de cabrón
Ya se te subio el arpón
Ocupas un levantón
Pa′ bajarte de esa nube
Nube que no sube
Que se queda abajo
Dile al que te trajo
Que trajo cascajo
No'mbre no me rajo
A puro cuernazo
Usted diga, yo lo bajo
Wacha están mamando riata
Los tienen a gatas
Están lamiendo patas
Y ni así la pegan
No son de a de veras
Puras argüenderas
Buscan calavera
Wacha están mamando riata
Los tienen a gatas
Están lamiendo patas
Y ni así la pegan
No son de a de veras
Puras argüenderas
Buscan calavera
Clicka esa clicka de maricas
Nomás se complican
Estilos duplican
Cerebro no aplican
Mucho me critican
Mientras me suplican
El culo se pican
Todos entre ellos
Tienen mucho mello
De mi rap tan fello
Corren los rumores
Que con rimas los deguello
Que les solto el cuello
Que los decapito
Que pongo sus cabezas
A que me chupen el pito
Que soy un maldito
Un salvaje, un drogadicto
Que tengo un R15
Que me dieron los malitos
Puro pinche mito, yo soy un artista
En martes darte mate
Con mi flow sobre la pista
Soy un liricista
Que cagado de la risa
Los desorganiza
Que los hace trizas como zapatero
Les arranco el cuero
Pa' hacerme zapatos de culero
Wacha están mamando riata
Los tienen a gatas
Están lamiendo patas
Y ni así la pegan
No son de a de veras
Puras argüenderas
Buscan calavera
Wacha están mamando riata
Los tienen a gatas
Están lamiendo patas
Y ni así la pegan
No son de a de veras
Puras argüenderas
Buscan calavera
Vato yo los desbarato
Los uso de zapato
Para hablar al cato
Los traigo por el suelo
No están de mi vuelo
Sé que sienten celos
Por eso ni los pelo
Menos mencionarlos
Si es lo que están buscando
Observa tu video
Soy gente comentando
Muy pocas visitas
Pero muchos dislikes
Eso es lo que traen
Yo digo que bye, bye
No ocupan el ray
Solitos se caen
You no wanna die
Escóndete por hay
Cante como gay
Cuando se pone high
Se siente samurai
Pero no trae na, nai
Wacha están mamando riata
Los tienen a gatas
Están lamiendo patas
Y ni así la pegan
No son de a de veras
Puras argüenderas
Buscan calavera
Wacha están mamando riata
Los tienen a gatas
Están lamiendo patas
Y ni así la pegan
No son de a dev eras
Puras argüenderas
Buscan calavera

Sucking on the Rope

Crazy, understand what I do
I even shut you down unintentionally
I dismantle you without damage
I go back to my house
That's what happens
Babes with my crew
You know what's up
When it gets ugly
Like a shootout
Just as I see it
I'll knock him out behind the curtains
Leech, I knock him out
I block his brain
No need for them to count him out
He doesn't get up from the first one
He can't handle the stick
It's gonna cost you
So much bullshit
Fucking big face
What you have in tits
I have in balls
Your harpoon has already risen
You need a lift
To get you off that cloud
A cloud that doesn't rise
That stays down
Tell the one who brought you
That he brought gravel
No way I'm backing down
With pure horns
You say it, I'll take him down
Look, they're sucking on the rope
They have them on all fours
They're licking paws
And they still don't get it
They're not for real
Pure bullshitters
They're looking for a skull
Look, they're sucking on the rope
They have them on all fours
They're licking paws
And they still don't get it
They're not for real
Pure bullshitters
They're looking for a skull
Click that click of faggots
They just complicate themselves
They duplicate styles
They don't apply brains
They criticize me a lot
While they beg me
Their asses itch
All among themselves
They have a lot of mello
Of my rap so fello
Rumors spread
That with rhymes I slit their throats
That I let their necks go
That I decapitate them
That I put their heads
To suck my dick
That I'm a damn
A savage, a drug addict
That I have an R15
That the bad guys gave me
Pure fucking myth, I'm an artist
To give you mate on Tuesday
With my flow on the track
I'm a lyricist
That laughing my ass off
Disorganizes them
That tears them to shreds like a shoemaker
I rip their leather off
To make myself asshole shoes
Look, they're sucking on the rope
They have them on all fours
They're licking paws
And they still don't get it
They're not for real
Pure bullshitters
They're looking for a skull
Look, they're sucking on the rope
They have them on all fours
They're licking paws
And they still don't get it
They're not for real
Pure bullshitters
They're looking for a skull
Dude, I dismantle them
I use them as shoes
To talk to the cato
I bring them down to the ground
They're not on my flight
I know they're jealous
That's why I don't even hair them
Let alone mention them
If that's what they're looking for
Watch your video
I'm people commenting
Very few visits
But many dislikes
That's what they bring
I say bye, bye
They don't occupy the ray
They fall by themselves
You no wanna die
Hide over there
Sing like a gay
When he gets high
He feels like a samurai
But he doesn't have na, nai
Look, they're sucking on the rope
They have them on all fours
They're licking paws
And they still don't get it
They're not for real
Pure bullshitters
They're looking for a skull
Look, they're sucking on the rope
They have them on all fours
They're licking paws
And they still don't get it
They're not for real
Pure bullshitters
They're looking for a skull