Текст и перевод песни AMF - Almasalla

Almasalla

Ya no llevamos mascara
De toda las copas siempre pide la mas cara
Pone cara buena y yo se que es la mas mala

No pienses en futuro ya no se lo que pasara
En estos dos años para mi no ha pasado nada
Estamos brillando y no encendimos la lampara
Apareció el genio no frotamos la lampara

Antes era tana ahora pesamos en bascula
Ojos rojos pálido salido de Drácula
Siempre agradecido de haber nacido en málaga
Días de calor parece que estamos en el Sahara

Se me tienes a tiro pues dispara
Yo no gastaría ni una bala
No andamos Gucci ni con ropa cara
Pero sin con un Flow que no comparan

Altos vuelos todo a gran escala
Esas miradas me las resbalan
Aquí no hay relax nunca se para
(Solo se para para liar varas)

Ya llegamos rápido
Viendo a los míos eso es un espectáculo
Le dio 4 calos y lo dejamos invalido
El clima no ayuda aquí los vientos son muy cálidos

Tengo en la esquina un shawarma el madre de dio
Eso te mejora o te deja todo pálido
Experimentando con la yerba y con el acido
El sol pega fuerte el terreno esta muy árido

Fumando Woods in the Wood
Fumando woods in the wood
Corriendo como forest
Cuando aparecen los cops
Ocultamos los olores

Almasalla me voy de aqui

Ya no llevamos mascara
De toda las copas siempre pide la mas cara
Pone cara buena y yo se que es la mas mala

No pienses en futuro ya no se lo que pasara
En estos dos años para mi no ha pasado nada
Estamos brillando y no encendimos la lampara
Apareció el genio no frotamos la lampara

Antes era tana ahora pesamos en bascula
Ojos rojos pálido salido de Drácula
Siempre agradecido de haber nacido en málaga
Días de calor parece que estamos en el Sahara

Se me tienes a tiro pues dispara
Yo no gastaría ni una bala
No andamos Gucci ni con ropa cara
Pero sin con un Flow que no comparan

Altos vuelos todo a gran escala
Esas miradas me las resbalan
Aquí no hay relax nunca se para
(Solo se para para liar varas)

Ya llegamos rápido
Viendo a los míos eso es un espectáculo
Le dio 4 calos y lo dejamos invalido
El clima no ayuda aquí los vientos son muy cálidos

Tengo en la esquina un shawarma el madre de dio
Eso te mejora o te deja todo pálido
Experimentando con la yerba y con el acido
El sol pega fuerte el terreno esta muy árido

Fumando woods in the wood
Corriendo como forest
Cuando aparecen los cops
Ocultamos los olores

Almasalla me iré pa siempre

(Almasalla uh)

Almasalla

We don't wear a mask anymore
Of all the drinks always ask for the most expensive
She puts on a good face and I know she's the baddest

Don't think about the future I don't know what will happen anymore
Nothing has happened to me in these two years
We're shining and we didn't turn on the lamp
The genius appeared we did not rub the lamp

It used to be tana now we weigh on scales
Pale red eyes straight out of Dracula
Always grateful to have been born in Malaga
Hot days it seems that we are in the Sahara

You've got me on target so shoot
I wouldn't waste a bullet
We don't go around Gucci or with expensive clothes
But without with a Flow that do not compare

High flights all on a large scale
Those looks slip me
There is no relax here it never stops
(He only stops to roll rods)

We're already here fast
Watching mine that's a show
He gave him 4 calos and we left him invalid
The weather is not helping here the winds are very warm

I have in the corner a shawarma the mother of dio
Does that make you better or does it make you all pale
Experimenting with the herb and with the acid
The sun hits hard the terrain is very arid

Smoking Woods in the Wood
Smoking woods in the Wood
Running like forest
When the cops show up
We hide the smells

Almasalla I'm getting out of here

We don't wear a mask anymore
Of all the drinks always ask for the most expensive
She puts on a good face and I know she's the baddest

Don't think about the future I don't know what will happen anymore
Nothing has happened to me in these two years
We're shining and we didn't turn on the lamp
The genius appeared we did not rub the lamp

It used to be tana now we weigh on scales
Pale red eyes straight out of Dracula
Always grateful to have been born in Malaga
Hot days it seems that we are in the Sahara

You've got me on target so shoot
I wouldn't waste a bullet
We don't go around Gucci or with expensive clothes
But without with a Flow that do not compare

High flights all on a large scale
Those looks slip me
There is no relax here it never stops
(He only stops to roll rods)

We're already here fast
Watching mine that's a show
He gave him 4 calos and we left him invalid
The weather is not helping here the winds are very warm

I have in the corner a shawarma the mother of dio
Does that make you better or does it make you all pale
Experimenting with the herb and with the acid
The sun hits hard the terrain is very arid

Smoking woods in the Wood
Running like forest
When the cops show up
We hide the smells

I will always leave for

(To the screen uh)