Paroles et traduction Joven BTZ - Fake

Fake

Nosotros tamo en la calle
Lo de ellos es mentira
Mi mamá sabe del jose
Pero igual no mira
Yo le rezo a la María
Hace que sonría
Dicen que acá dios los cría
Esa no es la mía
A mí me crio mí vieja, la calle y la esquina
RIP para mí negro nos vemos arriba
Tengo a lo menores activo porque tamo Rial
Lo tuyo es porquería
Flexin, flexin, flexin
Me tiro a la mas sexi
Tomo coca no pepsi
Por la calle ando blessin
Flexin, flexin, flexin
Me tiro a la mas sexi
Tomo coca no pepsi
Por la calle ando blessin
Flexin, flexin, flexin
Flexin, flexin, flexin
Tómalo vo dámelo a mí clonozepan
Acá no hay leen
Vo no sabe lo que viví
Cómo viví, donde nací
Yo siempre fui un distinto
Me gusta el vino tinto
Ella me tiene de ringtone
Yo soy primero vos quinto
Fuck a todos los que juzgan y no me conocen
Tu chica sabe lo tengo ando de derroche
Corte rocho ribeteado no hagan que me enoje
Una vela pa mí angel y otra para el jose
Yo no sé, no lo sé, como es que llegaron
Lo nuestro pa la calle ellos se callaron
5 al mes para usted sonando en lo carro
Los barrio de argentina
Para todos lados
Nosotros tamo en la calle
Lo de ellos es mentira
Mi mamá sabe del jose
Pero igual no mira
Yo le rezo a la María
Hace que sonría
Dicen que acá dios los cría
Esa no es la mía
Nosotros tamo en la calle
Lo de ellos es mentira
Mi mamá sabe del jose
Pero igual no mira
Yo le rezo a la María
Hace que sonría
Dicen que acá dios los cría

Fake

We're on the streets
They're lying
My mom knows about Jose
But she doesn't care
I pray to Mary
She makes me smile
They say that God created us here
That's not my story
My mom, the streets, and the corner raised me
RIP to my friend, we'll see each other again
I have my young guys working because we're ruthless
Your stuff is garbage
Flexin, flexin, flexin
I go after the sexiest girls
I drink coke, not Pepsi
I walk the streets blessed
Flexin, flexin, flexin
I go after the sexiest girls
I drink coke, not Pepsi
I walk the streets blessed
Flexin, flexin, flexin
Flexin, flexin, flexin
Take this from me, give me clonazepam
There's no lean here
You don't know what I've lived
How I lived, where I was born
I was always different
I like red wine
She has me as her ringtone
I'm first, you're fifth
F**k everyone who judges me and doesn't know me
Your girl knows I have it, I'm spending it all
Trendy haircut, don't make me mad
A candle for my angel and another for Jose
I don't know how they came
Our stuff is for the streets, they shut up
5 per month for you, playing in your car
The neighborhoods of Argentina
For everyone
We're on the streets
They're lying
My mom knows about Jose
But she doesn't care
I pray to Mary
She makes me smile
They say that God created us here
That's not my story
We're on the streets
They're lying
My mom knows about Jose
But she doesn't care
I pray to Mary
She makes me smile
They say that God created us here