3l RAW - Ryo перевод на английский

3l RAW

(Fui, fui, fui, fui, fui)

Fui shawty te perdías todo- to' mi corazón
Calmalo en el canapé con las Converse des garçons
Parate y tiralo al suelo eso no es bueno
Dejale yo te conseguiré algún otro mejor

Mi brodie te lia tres eles de Raw
Ese bandido esta demacrao'
Lo quieres pintar, no le hace falta
Lo hace fatal no vende las plantas

Las guardare en cajas, o aportas o apartas
Y yo limpio las nike mientras quemo mis llantas
No quiero ofrecer lo mio es una ganga
Tengo a tus homies oliendo mis zapas

Tengo a ese cuchillo campando a mi anchas
Pero me ara caso y tu si no enganchas
Eres una mancha dejaste de estar mal
Ara estas pal arrastre no quiero ni pisarte

Eres muy anormal confi de cristal
Espero no tratarte más dirás no avisaste
Todos los que no codean acaban mal
Y yo espero no tener que fiarte

Mi brodie te lia tres eles de Raw
E- ese bandido esta demacrao'
Lo quieres pintar, no le hace falta
Lo hace fatal no vende las plantas

Las guardare en cajas o aportas o apartas
Las guardare en cajas o aportas o apartas
Tengo a ese cuchillo campando a mi anchas
Las guardare en cajas o aportas o apartas

Mi brodie te lia tres eles de Raw
Ese bandido esta demacrao'
Lo quieres pintar, no le hace falta
Lo hace fatal no vende las plantas

Las guardare en cajas o aportas o apartas
Y yo limpio mis nike mientras quemo mis llantas
No quiero ofrecer lo mio es una ganga
Tengo a tus homies oliendo mis zapas

Es la respiración de esa que me pesa al caminar
Y tu me estresas hay mil de esas que me quieren aplastar
Con cuidado vas to' dormitao' por el Alplazolam
Subele con extas de esas buenas que yo te he pillao'

Y controlate no quiero estar de viaje pal cap
Cuando veas que d'esto parate lo tienes asustao'
Y mira lo que te he comprao' un nuevo collar
De preciosas lindas perlas te queda que ni pintao'

Fui shawty te perdías todo- to' mi corazón
Calmalo en el canapé con las Converse des garçons
Parate y tiralo al suelo eso no es bueno
Dejale yo te conseguiré algún otro mejor

Mi brodie te lia tres eles de Raw
Ese bandido esta demacrao'
Lo quieres pintar, no le hace falta
Lo hace fatal no vende las plantas

Las guardare en cajas o aportas o apartas
Y yo limpio las nike mientras quemo mis llantas
No quiero ofrecer lo mio es una ganga
Tengo a tus homies oliendo mis zapas

Tengo a ese cuchillo campando a mi anchas
Pero me ara caso y tu si no enganchas
Eres una mancha dejaste de estar mal
Ara estas pal arrastre no quiero ni pisarte

Ara estas pal arrastré no quiero ni pisarte
Ara estas pal arrastré no quiero ni pisarte
Espero no tener que fiarte
Ara estas pal arrastré no quiero ni pisarte

(Buah!, haha)

3l RAW

(Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)

Girl, you were losing all of my heart
Calm down on the sofa with your Converse des garçons
Stop and throw it on the ground, that's no good
Leave it, I'll get you a better one

My brodie rolls you three Ls of Raw
That bandit is looking rough
You want to paint it, it doesn't need it
He does it wrong, he doesn't sell the plants

I'll keep them in boxes, you either contribute or get lost
And I clean my Nikes while I burn my tires
I don't want to offer, mine is a steal
I've got your homies smelling my kicks

I have that knife roaming free
But it will listen to me and you won't if you don't hook up
You're a stain, you stopped being bad
Now you're for the taking, I don't even want to step on you

You're so abnormal, made of glass
I hope I don't have to deal with you anymore, you'll say I didn't warn you
Everyone who doesn't code ends up badly
And I hope I don't have to trust you

My brodie rolls you three Ls of Raw
Th-that bandit is looking rough
You want to paint it, it doesn't need it
He does it wrong, he doesn't sell the plants

I'll keep them in boxes, you either contribute or get lost
I'll keep them in boxes, you either contribute or get lost
I have that knife roaming free
I'll keep them in boxes, you either contribute or get lost

My brodie rolls you three Ls of Raw
That bandit is looking rough
You want to paint it, it doesn't need it
He does it wrong, he doesn't sell the plants

I'll keep them in boxes, you either contribute or get lost
And I clean my Nikes while I burn my tires
I don't want to offer, mine is a steal
I've got your homies smelling my kicks

It's the breath of the one that weighs me down when I walk
And you stress me out, there are a thousand of them who want to crush me
Be careful, you're all sleepy from the Alprazolam
Turn it up with those good ones I got you

And control yourself, I don't want to be on a trip to the hospital
When you see that from this, stop, you have it scared
And look what I bought you, a new necklace
Of beautiful, pretty pearls, it looks perfect on you

Girl, you were losing all of my heart
Calm down on the sofa with your Converse des garçons
Stop and throw it on the ground, that's no good
Leave it, I'll get you a better one

My brodie rolls you three Ls of Raw
That bandit is looking rough
You want to paint it, it doesn't need it
He does it wrong, he doesn't sell the plants

I'll keep them in boxes, you either contribute or get lost
And I clean my Nikes while I burn my tires
I don't want to offer, mine is a steal
I've got your homies smelling my kicks

I have that knife roaming free
But it will listen to me and you won't if you don't hook up
You're a stain, you stopped being bad
Now you're for the taking, I don't even want to step on you

Now you're for the taking, I don't even want to step on you
Now you're for the taking, I don't even want to step on you
I hope I don't have to trust you
Now you're for the taking, I don't even want to step on you

(Whoa!, haha)