Текст и перевод песни Culeros Vatos feat. JOTTA CEE - AQUIEN LE GUSTE - Buho Records

AQUIEN LE GUSTE - Buho Records

No hay lirica enemiga
Mucho tiempo en esto
En el sur, sur
No hay lirica enemiga
Estoy buscando

Lo Ando buscando
Pienso llevarlo todo pa' mi bando
Te dejo mi marca pa' que no te olvides de mi
Directo a tu mente fui yo tu maleante con swing

Lo Ando buscando
Pienso llevarlo todo pa' mi bando
Te dejo mi marca pa' que no te olvides de mi
Directo a tu mente fui yo tu maleante con swing

No hay lirica enemiga
Al que le guste el rap
Entonces que lo siga
Con que disfraza de nigga

A si te gusta que te digan?,
No me hables de R.A.P
De lo que hablan todo el dia,
De esos mismos escape
Ni plack, plack,
Ni boom, boom, yeah
Estilo?,ya lo deseas
La fe ya te flaquea,

Lirica sin trofeo, realidad, realidad
En esa base se emplea
Con que sacas algo nuevo,
Perro, no me interesa
Sueltalo al mundo
Tal vez guache tu prosa,

Humo mato promesa, no me importa donde sea
El Rap sigue a full
Del north side al sur, sur, man
Muchos quieren dejar huella,
Yo dejar mancha,

¿Donde fue que crecio?
En Patagonia represent man
Los mochis represent man
Mal man un break
Smoke weed everyday

Ya no tengo chance
Madures no alcance
Responsable active
No hay perdon Mary Jane

No quiero tu placer
Si no me bajas la bragueta
Hasta que te haga toser,
No me llames MC
Hace unos años empece

Del tintero probe,
Ahora salto en escenario
Como La DAS EFX
Nooooooo
Que detenga el tiempo
Donde Hiphop verdadero caminaba el underground

Donde haba plack plack
Y no habia Bling Bling
Donde no importaba skills
Si la lirica sin fin
Al menos era creible,
Ohhhh
Que la vida es un freestyle?

No lo creo cabron
Que me resulto más fácil tomar el microfhon,
Sobre la vida?
Jaaaa
Muchos me dan la teoria y yo voy por la práctica
Heyyyy
Equivocarme a la táctica
Ouuuu
No te canto de Yeska
Heyyy
Tengo lirica fresca
Ouuuuu
Hago que mierda crezca
Heyyyy

Lo ando buscando
Pienso llevarlo todo pa' mi bando
Te dejo mi marca pa' que no te olvides de mi
Directo a tu mente fui yo tu maleante con swing

Lo ando buscando
Pienso llevarlo todo pa' mi bando
Te dejo mi marca pa' que no te olvides de mi
Directo a tu mente fui yo tu maleante con swing

Style chingon
ROYLEX
ROYLEX
ROYLEX
SEA RECORDS
JOTTA CEE
JOTTA CEE

TO WHOMEVER LIKES IT - Buho Records

There are no enemy lyrics
A long time in this
In the south, south
There are no enemy lyrics
I'm looking for

I'm looking for it
I plan to take everything to my side
I leave my mark so you don't forget me
Directly to your mind, I was your thug with swing, baby

I'm looking for it
I plan to take everything to my side
I leave my mark so you don't forget me
Directly to your mind, I was your thug with swing, baby

There are no enemy lyrics
Whoever likes rap
Then follow it
With that nigga disguise

Is that how you like to be called, girl?
Don't talk to me about R.A.P
What they talk about all day
From those same, I escape
Neither plack, plack,
Nor boom, boom, yeah
Style? You already wish for it
Faith is already weakening you, girl

Lyrics without a trophy, reality, reality
On that base it is used
With what you bring out something new
Dog, I'm not interested
Release it to the world
Maybe your prose is crude,

Smoke killed promise, I don't care where it is
Rap continues at full speed
From the north side to the south, south, man
Many want to leave their mark
I leave a stain

Where did it grow?
In Patagonia represent man
The mochis represent man
Bad man a break
Smoke weed everyday

I no longer have a chance
Maturity I didn't reach
Responsible active
There is no forgiveness Mary Jane

I don't want your pleasure, girl
If you don't unzip my fly
Until I make you cough
Don't call me MC
A few years ago I started

From the inkwell I tried
Now I jump on stage
Like Das EFX
Nooooooo
May time stop
Where true Hiphop walked the underground

Where there was plack plack
And there was no Bling Bling
Where skills didn't matter
If the endless lyrics
At least it was believable
Ohhhh
That life is a freestyle?

I don't think so, dude
That it was easier for me to take the microphone
About life?
Haaaa
Many give me the theory and I go for the practice
Heyyyy
Make a tactical mistake
Ouuuu
I don't sing to you about Yeska
Heyyy
I have fresh lyrics
Ouuuuu
I make shit grow
Heyyyy

I'm looking for it
I plan to take everything to my side
I leave my mark so you don't forget me
Directly to your mind, I was your thug with swing, baby

I'm looking for it
I plan to take everything to my side
I leave my mark so you don't forget me
Directly to your mind, I was your thug with swing, baby

Style chingon
ROYLEX
ROYLEX
ROYLEX
SEA RECORDS
JOTTA CEE
JOTTA CEE