Versuri Anuel AA – Narcos (english) lyrics
Real Till Death, did you hear, you bastard?
Mera, Jeday, download the volume that I hear there fusiona’o
Brr
Andamo ‘fugao’ (fugao ‘)
And these bastards won’t catch me
Capping in the V8 snatch ‘
As a passenger I have the M16 (Brr, brr)
‘Toy in the demonic hunt’
And the one who is missing, M is going to take them
I am his’ apa, in the disco we enter ‘armao’ (entramo ‘armao’)
I have attention like I’m a woman
Everybody doing the money dance (yeh, yeh)
The thugs’, the women ‘and the leather’ (yeh)
Raise your hand to the one who tea making money
Now I’m ‘up, I’m no longer’ at zero
Lambebicho ‘, who the heck’ are you?
I have a .45 full pa ‘your attitude
Bug scratcher ‘, don’t you dare’ step on the ‘Gamma Blue
Here you smoke krippy, kick ‘like Kung Fu
Your girl wants me to spank her
You bastard, and so you want to be a bichote?
You what are ‘and’ a puff pot ‘
Bitch, here in the rumble I take a bounce (brr)
Until the respect of my ‘enemy’ I have earned it
With all my friends, yours was a gift
The street made me, your record label made you
My rifle sings Guajira Guantanamera
The best live ragper
You chambe ‘, I shoot’
If I die you will be orphaned
You bastard, you are my son (oops)
The land always snore with the lion is there
For probation, I have my demons ‘moored’ (brr)
Ah
Everybody doing the dance of money (of money)
The thugs ‘, the women’ and the leather ‘(and the leather’)
Raise your hand to the one who tea making money
Now I’m ‘up, I’m no longer’ at zero
Lambebicho ‘, who the heck’ are you?
Ah
My story is notorious, and for my dead, a dedication does not fail
Cabrón, I did the trap, you sing it for me, lambebicho ‘, you have no memory
And I know that you hate me ‘, my mom told me “I’m already’ in victory”
‘Toy talking to 2Pac and Biggie on the jet,’ toy close ‘to glory
Los Real Hasta La Muerte, let’s do a lap
Toa ‘the letters in cap’
In Puerto Rico I am the god of the trap
And in Spain they tell me: “Anuel, you are ‘a crack”
That none of you ‘have the balls’ to’ have all ‘my problems’
And if music was a sport, it was the NBA and my face the emblem
I am a thug and I walk with a thug ‘but the humble’ is real ‘
And I fifty-seven and we lost Tapia but loyalty continues
And my fucking code tells me that you are wrong with me
So I love the street and my dream is going to be in P.R. A treatise for
Who created the trap? Anuel
Who made it global? Anuel
You bastard, did you forget?
I am Eminem and you 50 Cent
If I die, bury me with my gun in the grave
Carrying the music that narcos listen to ‘when the kilos’ buzz, uah, uah
Everybody doing the dance of money (of money)
The thugs’, the women ‘and the leather’
Raise your hand to the one who tea making money
Now I’m ‘up, I’m no longer’ at zero
Everybody doing the dance of money (of money)
The thugs ‘, the women’ and the leather ‘(and the leather’)
Raise your hand to the one who tea making money
Now I’m ‘up, I’m no longer’ at zero
Pana mine, you ‘more than anyone knows that nothing is bought, daddy
It is loading the packages’, haha
You know ‘, the hoarseness of yours is what gives shame, brother
You know ” and when I take my balls off I knock on the door and you are going to pee on me
It is not the same as you make 100 million
And that your boss will keep all the money and throw you with it ‘there to cure you’
The difference is’ that I make the 100 million ‘and they are mine’
I am the boss, I have no boss (hehe)
Mera, tell me Frabian
Real Till Death, did you hear, you bastard?
Mera Chino, to remember ‘that the street in Puerto Rico walks with me, not with him (brr)
Gaby Music, ah
I walk with the only Martian on the face of the earth, Chris Jeday
Brr, the god of trap, amen
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