Paroles et traduction La Blondie feat. SKICHI - Mira

Mira

Bitch yo no me escondo
Estoy por el barrio
L H, ven a buscarme
Si ya tienes mi number
Puedes tirarme
Quereis ser unas hoes pero no teneis clase, soys unas rachets
Mira
Tu estas broke

Bitch yo no me escondo
Estoy por el barrio
L H, ven a buscarme
Si ya tienes mi number
Puedes tirarme
Quereis ser unas hoes pero no teneis clase, soys unas rachets
Mira
Tu estas broke pidiendo versace
Si ganando billetes y quemando verde
No hay kien me pare
Soy la que vale
No somos iguales
No te compares bitch, no te compares
Sigo mi camino, tengo muchos planes
Mira, mira
Bitch (bitch) mira
Te hago la de kazumi cuando te despites
Te clavo las uñas, araño como tigre
No tengo miedo, te dejo en el suelo
No podras hablar si te partimos el cuello
Paso por tu calle gritan del balcon
Llevo el tanga fuera porque soy muy hoe
Tengo el diablo dentro aqui no existe dios
Ya puedes rezarle si estamos las dos
Bitch yo no me escondo
Estoy por el barrio
LH, ven a buscarme
Si ya tienes mi number
Puedes tirarme
Quereis ser unas hoes pero no teneis clase, soys unas rachets
Mira,
Tu estas broke pidiendo Versace
Estoy por el barrio
L H, ven a buscarme
Si ya tienes mi number
Puedes tirarme
Quereis ser unas hoes pero no teneis clase, soys unas rachets
Mira
Tu estas broke pidiendo versace

Look

You don't see me hiding
I'm in the neighborhood
LH, come find me
If you already have my number
You can shoot me a text
You want to be hoes but you have no class, you're just some rachets
Look
You're broke

You don't see me hiding
I'm in the neighborhood
LH, come find me
If you already have my number
You can shoot me a text
You want to be hoes but you have no class, you're just some rachets
Look
You're broke begging for Versace
While I earn money and burn green
Nobody can stop me
I'm the one who's worth it
We're not the same
Don't compare yourself to me, don't compare yourself
I follow my own path, I have many plans
Look, look
Bitch (bitch) look
I'll break you down like Kazumi when you wake up
I'll dig my nails into you, scratching like a tiger
I'm not afraid, I'll put you on the ground
You won't be able to talk if we snap your neck
I walk down your street; they shout from the balcony
I show my thong because I'm such a hoe
The devil's inside me; there's no God here
You better pray if you're here with me
You don't see me hiding
I'm in the neighborhood
LH, come find me
If you already have my number
You can shoot me a text
You want to be hoes but you have no class, you're just some rachets
Look,
You're broke begging for Versace
I'm in the neighborhood
LH, come find me
If you already have my number
You can shoot me a text
You want to be hoes but you have no class, you're just some rachets
Look
You're broke begging for Versace