Текст и перевод песни John C feat. Nahuel The Coach - MVP

MVP

Nahuel the coach
Caminando por la street siempre voy bacano
Flow MVP, nota de marciano tene cuidado
Voy llegando, sonando caro ¿que están tramando?
Raperos me envidian toi′ cotizado

Dejen de hablar si no saben quien controla la ciudad
Hace tiempo toi' en esto no le voa′ bajar
Traigo en mi verso la mierda más rica pa' su paladar
Ella es fina pero la pongo vulgar

Eyou, mi cara en el flyer
Dejalo que ellos se flayen
Cambio la historia no importa que el disco rayen
Y cuando muera no lloren mi tiempo nunca ha sido en vano
Toi' poniendo ma′ huevo′ que mascherano

La' manos arriba quien no crea en nadie ya lo dijo el Can
Vos naciste porque a tu viejo le falló el tulipán
Tamo′ claro que aunque intente a mi nunca me va a opacar
Tu mierda de peli no se compara en mi realidad

Ok menor menor mañana piro a Nueva York
Con Bautista fumando la Haze en blunt
Nena ¿qué pasó? Tu novio que se burlaba porque le rapeaba al phone
Ta' tragando sus palabras por bocón

Tamo′ moviendo la salsa de hace rato
Quieren tener mi firma yo me meo en su contrato
¿Que están alardeando? Nosotro' en la fase 4
Poniendo siempre el pecho no estamo′ en anonimato

You know what i'm sayin'
Is my fuckin′ hoe
Come on replay
Look my flow
Ready everyday
My face in the space nigga
Por semanas facturando los pagos hasta el día
Me he resignado a soportar la hipocresía

Hoy estamo′ mañana quien sabe
Ni una a mi me cabe, solo dame rap
Traje agua caliente para el mate
No sabes mover tus fichas siempre te hago jaque mate
Fui forjado pa' ganar, no pa′ perder ni pal' empate

Oh mera, rayando a la primera
Yo la busco en el country se sube de pasajera
Ella sabe lo que le espera se fuma hasta la palmera
Nena, si llego tarde lo hago a mi manera

Con Nahuel the coach Willy si yo suelto el clutch
Temblando están los ritmo′ porque yo los parto en do'
Quien no llora por él es porque nunca lo sintió
Y quien no vuela en estos tiempos fijo es presa pa′l leon

Rakatapam, todos saben que siempre me voa' encargar
De dar vida al doble H, nunca voy a fallar
Hey, ¿donde están? Seguro mirándome el Instagram
Yo estoy bien zarpado, usted solo es mi fan, uh

MVP

Nahuel the coach
Walking down the street I always go bacano
Flow MVP, Marciano's note be careful
I'm coming, sounding expensive what are they up to?
Rappers envy me toi' quoted

Stop talking if you don't know who controls the city
A long time ago toi' in this I will not voa' down
I bring in my verse the richest shit for your palate
She's fine but I make her vulgar

Eyou, my face on the flyer
Let them flayen
I change the story it doesn't matter that the record is scratched
And when I die don't cry my time has never been in vain
Toi' laying ma' egg' that mascherano

The 'hands up whoever doesn't believe in anyone already said it the Can
You were born because your old man failed the tulip
Tamo' of course, even if I try, it's never going to overshadow me
Your movie shit doesn't compare in my reality

OK minor minor tomorrow I'm going to New York
With Bautista smoking the Haze on blunt
Baby, what happened? Your boyfriend who was making fun because he was rapping to the phone
Ta' swallowing his words by mouth

Tamo' stirring the sauce from a while ago
They want to have my signature I piss on their contract
What are they bragging about? Us' in Phase 4
Always putting the breast we are not' in anonymity

You know what I'm sayin'
Is my fuckin' hoe
Come on replay
Look at my flow
Ready everyday
My face in the space nigga
For weeks billing the payments up to the day
I've resigned myself to putting up with hypocrisy

Today I am ' tomorrow who knows
Not one of them fits me, just give me rap
I brought hot water for the mate
You don't know how to move your chips I always checkmate you
I was forged to 'win, not to 'lose or pal' draw

Oh mera, scratching at the first
I look for her in the country she gets on as a passenger
She knows what's waiting for her she smokes herself up to the palm tree
Baby, if I'm late I do it my way

With Nahuel the coach Willy if I let go of the clutch
Trembling are the rhythms 'because I break them in c'
Who doesn't cry for him is because he never felt
And whoever does not fly at these fixed times is imprisoned pa'l leon

Rakatapam, everyone knows that I always voa' charge
Of bringing double H to life, I'm never going to fail
Hey, where are they? For sure looking at my Instagram
I'm well sailed, you're just my fan, uh