Текст и перевод песни Soto Asa - Mansouri

Mansouri

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Ah
(Tú no me conoce′) No
(Aclárame esas voces)
Arriba la casa
Díselo

Ja, tú no me conoce'
Aclárame esas voce′
Yo también escuché de ti cosas malas
Estando flexeando como si importara
Y en la cama se te gastan las bala'
Cuando me tira me mira a la cara— (Round 1)

Salgo con la hoodie más guapa del callejón
Si tiro mi estilo pa' mi estiró
Me temo que ahí fuera se vale to′ (Se huele to′)
Salgo con un swag que me dicen: "Eh, vas cabrón"
Compré unas Cortez y le vendí mi amor
Yo a ti te maté porque otra me mató
Tú me confundes como la noche
Se que me quieres, que buscas roce
Tú no me conoces (Ah)
Tú no me conoces (Yeh)
No sé porqué me hablan esas voce'
Si no son claras y el que las dice no me conoce
No me conoce (Damn, son, where′d you find thi—?)
Ja, tú no me conoce'
Aclárame esas voce′
Yo también escuché de ti cosas malas
Estando flexeando como si importara
Y en la cama se te gastan las bala'
Cuando me tira me mira a la cara

Salgo con la molly más guapa del callejón
Camino tranquilo liando un Joint
Y me guilla como nadie me guilló
Ponle cien, si llama hasta nueve tú ponle cien
Llegan los jinetes y se piran, bien
Yo no te conozco pero sé que (Pero sé que)
Tú me confundes como la noche
Si quieres cinco te pongo doce, no me conoces
Ello′ no me conoces
Y ahora lo mueve como si entonces
No encuentra brillo en ninguna 'e esa' pose′
Lo desconoce, este swag lo desconoce
(Damn, son—?)

Ja, tú no me conoce′
Aclárame esas voce'
Yo también escuché de ti cosas malas
Estando flexeando como si importara
Y en la cama se te gastan las bala′
Cuando me tira me mira a la car—

Vámonos de aquí que, que-que-que-
¿Que esto no es monte oregano o qué?
Mansouri en el ritmo, hermano
Ah, the boss
Skii

Mansouri

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Ah
(You don't know me) No
(Clear up those voices)
Arriba la casa
Tell him

Yeah, you don't know me
Clear up those voices
I also heard bad things about you
Flexing around as if it mattered
And in bed your bullets run out
When she throws me, she looks me in the face— (Round 1)

I go out with the coolest hoodie in the alley
If I throw my style for my stretch
I'm afraid that everything is allowed out there (You can smell everything)
I go out with a swag that makes them say: "Hey, you're a badass"
I bought some Cortez and sold them my love
I killed you because another woman killed me
You confuse me like the night
I know you want me, that you're looking for some friction
You don't know me (Ah)
You don't know me (Yeah)
I don't know why those voices are talking to me
If they're not clear and the one who says them doesn't know me
Doesn't know me (Damn, son, where′d you find this—?)
Yeah, you don't know me
Clear up those voices
I also heard bad things about you
Flexing around as if it mattered
And in bed your bullets run out
When she throws me, she looks me in the face

I go out with the coolest molly in the alley
I walk relaxed rolling a joint
And I get high like no one else can
Put a hundred. If she calls nine, you put a hundred
The horsemen arrive and leave, fine
I don't know you but I know that (But I know that)
You confuse me like the night
If you want five, I'll give you twelve. You don't know me
They don't know me
And now he moves like if then
He doesn't find brilliance in any of those poses
He doesn't know it, he doesn't know this swag
(Damn, son—?)

Yeah, you don't know me
Clear up those voices
I also heard bad things about you
Flexing around as if it mattered
And in bed your bullets run out
When she throws me, she looks me in the fa—

Come on, let's get out of here, 'cause- 'cause- 'cause-
Is this not Monte Oregano or what?
Mansouri in the rhythm, bro
Ah, the boss
Skii