Paroles et traduction Iván Nieto & Tony Calamonte feat. Carmona - Real escuela

Real escuela

Chico corre, vida estresa
Puta golfa, fuck to geisha
ARS, Street Soldierz
Partiendo tu empresa

Somos perros de presa
Carmona, Nieto, puta vida espesa
Comparto mi mesa, vicio,
La enfermedad me besa, sucio
El corazón me ataca, puta rata
Puta, puta vida loca
Amoniaca tu roca
Si, soy la pureza del rap, no juegues con coca
Tengo el veneno, arrieritos
Yo y mi negro, tres pasitos
Besitos zorras, soy Judas
Yo tengo la claridad, tú tienes las dudas
Clásico, rojo y grilletes
Clásico, pensando en billetes
Barrio, crimen, escena, ajá
Ladrones compulsivos robándote a plena
Crecido, puro la plata
Condenado a la guerra, como Zapata
No hay paz, no, aquí no se trata
Esto es real, tu, tu puta novata

Chico corre, vida estresa
Puta golfa, fuck to geisha
ARS, Street Soldierz
Partiendo tu empresa

Chico corre, vida estresa
Puta golfa, fuck to geisha
ARS, Street Soldierz
Partiendo tu empresa

Frio invierno, real escuela
Madrid enfermos, siete muelles, muela
Street reyes, no hay leyes
Perros protegen esta parcela
A.k.a Fiebre, noches en vela
Rojo vivo y blanco papela
Esta movida no corre, vuela
Madrid tiene más, conócela
Mi estilo alto vuela
Hablas mierda, a mi me la pela
Dame guerra, sigue mi estela
Lo mío arde y lo tuyo congela
Te aprieta las bielas, mi royo vuela
Remuevo la mierda para que huela
Soy león, tu gacela
Recojo pedazos bajo mi suela
Esto es serio, no hay misterio
Rap puro, enciende una vela
Que te extrañas, somos calaña
Madrid resiste, Madrid se revela
Partiendo España donde más duela
¿Te viene grande?, pulsa cancela
Viejos en esto más que tu abuela

Chico corre, vida estresa
Puta golfa, fuck to geisha
ARS, Street Soldierz
Partiendo tu empresa

Chico corre, vida estresa
Puta golfa, fuck to geisha
Iván Nieto, Street Soldierz
Partiendo tu empresa

Royal school

Boy runs, life stresses
Slutty slut, fuck to geisha
ARS, Street Soldierz
Starting your company

We are dogs of prey
Carmona, Grandson, fucking thick life
I share my table, vice,
The disease kisses me, dirty
My heart is attacking me, you fucking rat
Fucking, fucking crazy life
Ammonia your rock
Yeah, I'm the purity of rap, don't play with coke
I have the poison, little arrieritos
Me and my nigga, three little steps
Kisses bitches, I'm Judas
I have the clarity, you have the doubts
Classic, red and shackles
Classic, thinking about banknotes
Neighborhood, crime, scene, aha
Compulsive thieves stealing from you in full
Grown, pure the silver
Condemned to war, as a Zapata
There is no peace, no, it's not about here
This is real, you, your fucking newbie

Boy runs, life stresses
Slutty slut, fuck to geisha
ARS, Street Soldierz
Starting your company

Boy runs, life stresses
Slutty slut, fuck to geisha
ARS, Street Soldierz
Starting your company

Cold winter, royal school
Madrid ill, siete muelles, muela
Street Reyes, there are no laws
Dogs protect this plot
A.k.a Fever, sleepless nights
Bright red and white paper
This move doesn't run, it flies
Madrid has more, get to know it
My high style flies
You talk shit, it makes me shag
Give me war, follow in my wake
Mine burns and yours freezes
He tightens the cranks, my royo flies
I stir the shit to make it smell
I am a lion, your gazelle
I pick up pieces under my sole
This is serious, there is no mystery
Pure rap, light a candle
That you miss you, we are kind of
Madrid resists, Madrid reveals itself
Leaving Spain where it hurts the most
Is it too big for you?, press cancel
Old in this more than your grandmother

Boy runs, life stresses
Slutty slut, fuck to geisha
ARS, Street Soldierz
Starting your company

Boy runs, life stresses
Slutty slut, fuck to geisha
Ivan Nieto, Street Soldierz
Starting your company