Paroles et traduction S1naka - Nohayley

Nohayley

Vacilalo si eri rapero trapero rockero reggaetonero el mundo entero
Yo no tengo prejuicios no me gusta mirar en menos
Como muchas persona que critican el género que genero

Sus palabras para el basurero
Y la moneas de 10 pal monedero
Toy agarrando vuelo cuidao que acelero
Ser como vo no quiero aquí no cabe tanto ego

Hey pa' hacer musica no existe ley
Ni una formula vo ponle play
No me escuchaste y me criticaste lo que escuchaste
De otro cantante te equivocaste y no lo aceptaste hey

Pa' hacer musica no existe ley
Ni una formula vo ponle play
No me escuchaste y me criticaste lo que escuchaste
De otro cantante te equivocaste y no lo aceptaste

Yo no ando buscando pleito casi ando metio en na
Pero hay gente pre juiciosa que te tira la pela
Que saben mas porque nacieron un tiempo atrás?
Pero para andar en bicicleta no hay que saber caminar

Yo no les compro me quedo en la caja y el bombo
Y lo que tenga ganas de hacer porque no me conformo
Flow gordo en su punto de cocción ya era hora de salir del horno
Moreno con flow negro ya van a conocer mi rostro

No tengo madera de rapero tengo el tronco
De la hoja a la raíces
Obvio pero el arbol no lo corto
Lo aprecio y necio le ponen precio pero que tonto

Entre callles callejone' piedra silla y pizarrone'
Tarareando tag rayando palabriando con lo broder
Noche skate pesa chela humo verde en lo pulmone'
Da lo mismo donde aprendas mientras no te sientas fome

Hey pa' hacer musica no existe ley
Ni una formula vo ponle play
No me escuchaste y me criticaste lo que escuchaste
De otro cantante te equivocaste y no lo aceptaste hey

Pa' hacer musica no existe ley
Ni una formula vo ponle play
No me escuchaste y me criticaste lo que escuchaste
De otro cantante te equivocaste y no lo aceptaste

Entre callles callejone' piedra silla y pizarrone'
Tarareando tag rayando palabriando con lo broder
Noche skate pesa chela humo verde en lo pulmone'
Da lo mismo donde aprendas mientras no te sientas fome

Nohayley

Shake it if you're a rapper, trapper, rocker, reggaetonero, the whole world
I don't have prejudices, I don't like to look down on others
Like many people who criticize the genre that I generate

Their words to the trash
And the 10-cent coins to the wallet
I'm picking up speed, watch out, I'm accelerating
I don't want to be like you, there's no room for so much ego here

Hey, to make music there is no law
Not a formula you play
You didn't listen to me and you criticized what you heard
From another singer you were wrong and you didn't accept it hey

To make music there is no law
Not a formula you play
You didn't listen to me and you criticized what you heard
From another singer you were wrong and you didn't accept it

I'm not looking for trouble, I'm almost never involved in anything
But there are prejudiced people who throw their lives away
What do they know more because they were born a while ago?
But to ride a bicycle you don't have to know how to walk

I don't buy them, I stay in the box and the bass drum
And whatever I feel like doing because I don't conform
Fat flow at its cooking point, it was time to get out of the oven
Dark-skinned with black flow, they're going to get to know my face

I'm not made of rapper's wood, I have the trunk
From the leaf to the roots
Obviously but I don't cut down the tree
I appreciate it and stupid they put a price on it but what a fool

Between streets alleys stone chair and blackboard
Humming tag scratching rambling with the brother
Night skate weighs chela green smoke in the lungs
It doesn't matter where you learn as long as you don't feel boring

Hey, to make music there is no law
Not a formula you play
You didn't listen to me and you criticized what you heard
From another singer you were wrong and you didn't accept it hey

To make music there is no law
Not a formula you play
You didn't listen to me and you criticized what you heard
From another singer you were wrong and you didn't accept it

Between streets alleys stone chair and blackboard
Humming tag scratching rambling with the brother
Night skate weighs chela green smoke in the lungs
It doesn't matter where you learn as long as you don't feel boring