Текст и перевод песни Mente En Blanco - No Se Clave

No Se Clave

The north side kings Mente En Blanco,
La mexico lindo pinche puto, fuking draw
El pinche froz de la 213
Desde la villajua perros,

Hey esto es lo que vivo en las calles, wey mejor calla si tu no sabes llevesela suave morro y no se clave porque los que se me quedan viendo an quedado graves,

Pitufos clicka siempre andando cagando el palo,
Aqi qe se pongan vergas hasta los mas malos te calas pues me calo,
De a como nos toque,
Se las dan de muy prendidos porque se avientan un toque,
No se equivoquen pinches vatos patas,
Aqui en mi pinche barrio de a diario pican la lata,
Puro pinche rata rifandola donde quiera,
Dos tres en dos tres penachos y otros aca afuera,
Anda que esperas si tu crees qe trais con queso,
Dejate caer para degoyar tu pescuezo,
Me vale queso no la pienso me la rifo,
Aqui en la mexico con todos estos grifos,
Chiflo y se sale toda la cuadra,
No me azorrillo si un pinche perro me ladra,
Puro pinche cabra que namas abre la boca con el draw con los 213 bato asi es la vida loca

Hey esto es lo que vivo en las calles, wey mejor calla si tu no sabes llevesela suave morro y no se clave porque los que se me quedan viendo an quedado graves,

Vivo una vida malandra en el barrio nos la rifamos,
La fusca la tengo en el sueter,
Y el fierro lo tengo clavado en el tramo,
No la cagamos nomas te hacemos respetar,
Si la quieres cagar caile a la cuadra y aver como nos va tokar
I dont be no fuck estoy respaldado por esta flota,
Fin de semana pistiando caguamas cilindros y forjan la mota,
No la cages no te claves porqe este pedo esta gacho,
Puras pinches mañas que aprendi aya en el gabacho,
No la pensamos 2 veces la 213 esta en la zona,
A diario quemo neuronas somos reyes sin corona,
Saca las clonas para agarrar el ambiente,
Si tiras royo de un trompo te tumbo los dientes,
Tu sabes si te metes no la pienso pa sakar el cuete, ya estas advertido asi qe puto no me retes,
Yo me la fleto mi barrio va primero aqui en las calles aprendi como esqe vive un pandillero.

Hey esto es lo que vivo en las calles wey, mejor calla si tu no sabes llevesela suave morro y no se clave, porq los qe se me qedan viendo an quedado graves

Soy malandro de barrio homi pandillero de cora,
Me cargo mi rosario mi fierro no ai pa donde corra,
Ligero rapero se va expandiendo ora tras ora suena el ruido,
De las ametralladoras lloran que a tu barrio llegan los mas pesados, bato safado con tramo tumbado que siempre camina atizado,
Gafa obscura, para sordear a la juda sigo en mis locuras con un toque de la dura mas pura,
Ni se te ocurra pasar tirando tu placa,
Suena matraca y vas a visitar la flaca,
Nadie me aplaca y alchile no sea presumido quieres calarte? pues sobre el ring sales tendido, SALES JUIDO, tiro mas trompos qe pakiao homi check this now
Tu a mi no me aguantas ni un round
Te gano por knockout perro ya te lo adverti 213 bro, mente en blanco the north side kings

Hey esto es lo que vivo en las calles wey, mejor calla si tu no sabes, llevesela suave morro y no se clave, porque los que se me quedan viendo an quedado graves,

Wey nomas no se claven con estos locos,
Ponganse trucha porqe aqi en el barrio son bien toskos,
La ley qe cai aqui ya conosen los rostros,
Saben que en sanico somos los mas desmadrosos,
No nos escondemos ni tampoco nos vamos,
Seguimos en las mismas y todavia lo festejamos,
Esta bien cremas la vida que llevamos,
Hacemos una fiesta y no te invitamos,
No ocupamos feria para vago no se estudia,
Si las morras no caen por lugos caen por lujuria,
La furia de los que me odian la siento,
Pero la e pasado tan bien que no me arrepiento,
Represento la ML vagancia desde la infancia,
Bienvenidos al infierno y feliz estancia,
Mary Jane como fragancia,
La verdadera historia de los pitufos te arruinaria la infancia.

Hey esto es lo que vivo en las calles, Wey mejor calla si tu no sabes llevesela suave, morro y no se clave porque los que se me quedan viendo an quedado graves

Hey esto es lo que vivo en las calles, Wey mejor calla si tu no sabes llevesela suave, morro y no se clave porque los que se me quedan viendo an quedado graves.

Don't Get Stuck

The north side kings Mente En Blanco,
Beautiful Mexico, you fucking bastard, fucking draw
The fucking froz from the 213
From the villajua, dogs,

Hey, this is what I live in the streets, girl, better shut up if you don't know, take it easy, dude, and don't get stuck because those who stare at me have ended up grave,

Pitufos always clicking around, shitting on the stick,
Here, put yourselves to the test, even the baddest ones shut up because I'm hot,
However it comes to us,
They act all high and mighty because they take a hit,
Don't be mistaken, you fucking fools,
Here in my fucking hood, they kick the can every day,
Fucking rats, ripping it off everywhere,
Two, three in two, three penachos and others out here,
What are you waiting for, if you think you're hot shit,
Let yourself fall to slit your throat,
I don't give a damn, I don't think about it, I just go for it,
Here in Mexico with all these taps,
I whistle and the whole block comes out,
I don't get flustered if a fucking dog barks at me,
Fucking goats that only open their mouths with the draw, with the 213 dude, that's the crazy life

Hey, this is what I live in the streets, girl, better shut up if you don't know, take it easy, dude, and don't get stuck because those who stare at me have ended up grave,

I live a thug life, in the hood we risk it all,
I have the fusca in my sweater,
And the iron is nailed to the stretch,
We don't screw up, we just make you respect us,
If you want to screw up, come down to the block and see how it goes down
I don't be no fuck, I'm backed by this fleet,
Weekend, drinking caguamas, cylinders, and forging the weed,
Don't screw it up, don't get stuck, because this shit is rough,
Pure fucking tricks that I learned over in the gabacho,
We don't think twice, the 213 is in the zone,
I burn neurons every day, we are kings without a crown,
Bring out the clones to get the vibe going,
If you talk shit about a trompo, I'll knock your teeth out,
You know if you mess with me, I don't think twice about pulling out the gun, you've been warned, so don't challenge me, you bastard,
I'm gonna hustle, my hood comes first, here in the streets I learned how a gangster lives.

Hey, this is what I live in the streets girl, better shut up if you don't know, take it easy, dude, and don't get stuck, because those who stare at me have ended up grave,

I'm a hoodlum, homey, gangster at heart,
I carry my rosary, my iron, there's nowhere to run,
Lightweight rapper, expanding hour after hour, the noise sounds,
The machine guns cry that the heaviest ones are coming to your hood, busted dude with a fallen stretch who always walks around heated,
Dark shades, to avoid the fuzz, I continue my follies with a touch of the hardest, purest,
Don't even think about passing by throwing your plaque,
Matraca sounds and you're going to visit the slammer,
Nobody pleases me and honestly don't be presumptuous, you want to shut up? Well, you enter the ring stretched out, YOU LEAVE JUDGED, I throw more trompos than pakiao homie, check this now
You can't handle me for one round
I beat you by knockout, dog, I already warned you 213 bro, mente en blanco the north side kings

Hey, this is what I live in the streets girl, better shut up if you don't know, take it easy, dude, and don't get stuck, because those who stare at me have ended up grave,

Hey, just don't mess with these crazy people,
Be careful because here in the hood they are very rough,
The law that falls here already knows the faces,
They know that in Sanico we are the most reckless,
We don't hide nor do we leave,
We continue in the same way and we still celebrate it,
The life we lead is very creamy,
We throw a party and we don't invite you,
We don't need money, for the bum you don't study,
If the chicks don't fall for places, they fall for lust,
I feel the fury of those who hate me,
But I've had such a good time that I don't regret it,
I represent the ML, laziness from childhood,
Welcome to hell and happy stay,
Mary Jane as a fragrance,
The true story of the Smurfs would ruin your childhood.

Hey, this is what I live in the streets, girl, better shut up if you don't know, take it easy, dude, and don't get stuck because those who stare at me have ended up grave

Hey, this is what I live in the streets, girl, better shut up if you don't know, take it easy, dude, and don't get stuck because those who stare at me have ended up grave