35 Letra – Cheb Rubën

35 Letra by Cheb Rubën

Eh, yo, tres, cinco
Pensaba no llegar de chico [No, no
Pero me enseñaron trucos
Hackeo mi mente, la educo [Eh

Paz para el que entro en el basuco [Paz
Yo, raperito sin focos [Yo, yo
Sin cadenón, ni peluco [Qué va
Paz pa’ los que entraron en meco [Ah

No celebro una mierda [Ah
A ti no te invito, no sea que vengas [No, no, no, no
Como esa peli de los años noventa
Contrato a un amigo pa’ que me entretenga

Quizá mañana me ponga [No, no
Y ya pasado me rеcomponga
Quizá mañana me salga
Tres, cinco, el año dе la poronga

El padre de la pena
Vestido con chilaba
Ah, El mal beber
Proximamente ¿No?

Ah
Es mi cumpleaños, tronco
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35 Lyrics English

Eh, me, three, five
I thought not to get as a boy [no, no
But they taught me tricks
Hack my mind, educate [huh

Peace for which I entered the Basuco [peace
I, raperito without foci [me, me
Without cadenon, nor peluco [what is going
Peace pa ‘those who entered meco [ah

I do not celebrate a sh#t [ah
I do not invite you, do not ever come [no, no, no, no
Like that movie of the nineties
Contract to a friend Pa ‘that I entertain me

Maybe tomorrow I’ll put me [no, no
And already passed me rеcompound
Maybe tomorrow I get out
Three, five, the poronga year

The father of grief
Dress with chilaba.
Oh, the evil drinking
Soon, right?

Ah
It’s my birthday, trunk
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Cheb Rubën Lyrics – 35

Cheb Rubën

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