Gemma Letra – Franco Carter

Gemma Letra by Franco Carter

Mm-mm
Jaja, hola Capricornio, jaja
Mm-mm
Por la paz mundial, {?}

Misma dirección, an other {?} fresh
Maldición, vamos otra vez
A ti esa gente no te quiere ver, compórtate
Historias que no se cuentan, o se cuentan sin nombres

Equipaciones de Boca en los noventa
Te pega mal pero te salta el bucal
Te lo roban primero y te lo venden tal cual
Trabajando fuerte por llegar al final

Aunque sólo se vea una parte, Gemma Mengual
Pelеando con tu hermano, {?} Gallagher
Rata interеsada, parecéis un mánager
What the f#ck, is my belt

Hablando de números, ¿Qué estás contando?
Todos los perros van al cielo, DMX
One ba’ one, baby, can I wise?
One ba’ one, baby, can I wise?

One ba’ one, baby, one ba’ one…
Yeah-eh-ey
One ba’ one, baby, can I wise?
All the skinnys rapper play like is Hunger Games

No te preocupes que yo como hasta que te hartes
Tú espérame en la puerta sujetándome la gun
Me abro el Twitter pa’ no daros el guantón que os merecéis
I made some mistakes y aunque no me ha perdonao’ espero ese md

La que sabe, sabe, no hace falta que me la expliquéis
Rap bajo cero, ahora entiendo toas’ esas North Face
Bajo perfil, workin’ así facing checks
{?} snitch, se le ve con pocas luces

Soy, esa ex que cae mal a la nueva novia
La que el pibe no olvida, de la que aún se acuerda cuando folla
Comedia y drama, el género para mi historia
Mujeres desesperadas, yo Eva Longoria

Nos tenéis delante, ¿O es que no lo queréis ver?
Por lo menos no lo neguéis, for God sake
No os interesa nuestra movie y os desentendéis
Como esos pibes en Embarazada a los 16

Vengo con Carter y Felinna, {?}
Al borde de la muerte como Miguel Gila
Tu jebo dice ser el mejor, pero no me cuadra tía
Será que tenemos distintas unidades de medida

La verdad pica, la mentira huele
El pobre odia al rico y eso es ley, pese a quién le pese
Corpus Christi, apareces y desapareces
{?}, con todo lo que conlleve

Mis recuerdos contigo son broncas
No te quiero aquí so move your f#kin’ #ss
Y yo pensando que deberíamos juntarnos más
Vendiste penas que no tenías como Paco Sanz

One ba’ one, baby, can I wise?
One ba’ one, baby, can I wise?
One ba’ one, baby, one ba’ one…
Yeah-eh-ey

One ba’ one, baby, can I wise?
One ba’ one, baby, can I wise?
One ba’ one, baby, one ba’ one…
Yeah-eh-ey
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Gemma Lyrics English

MMM
Haha, Hello Capricorn, haha
MMM
For world peace, {?}

Same direction, an oher {?} Fresh
Curse, let’s go back
You don’t want to see you, buy yourself
Stories that are not counted, or are told without names

Boca equipment in the nineties
It hit you badly but you jump the oral
They steal it first and sell it as is like
Working hard to get to the end

Even if only a part is seen, gemma megual
Pelеando with your brother, {?} Gallagher
Interomy rat, you look like a manager
What the f#ck, is my Belt

Speaking of numbers, what are you telling?
All dogs go to heaven, DMX
One ba ‘One, Baby, Can I Wise?
One ba ’One, Baby, Can I Wise?

One ba ‘One, Baby, One Ba’ One …
Yeah-EH-EY
One ba ’One, Baby, Can I Wise?
All The Skinnys Rapper Play Like Is Hunger Games

Do not worry that I eat until you get
You wait for me at the door holding me the gun
I open the twitter for not give you the guanton you deserve
I Made Sub Mistakes and although I haven’t forgive me ‘I expect that MD

The one who knows, knows, you don’t need to explain it to me
Rap below zero, now I understand toas’ those north face
Low profile, workin ‘like this facing checks
{?} snitch, is seen with few lights

I am, that ex that falls badly to the new girlfriend
The one that the kid does not forget, of which she still remembers when she f#cks
Comedy and drama, the genre for my story
Desperate women, I Eva Longoria

You have us in front, or do you not want to see it?
At least don’t deny it, for God Sake
You are not interested in our movie and you disregard you
Like those kids in pregnant at 16

I come with Carter and Felinna, {?}
On the verge of death like Miguel Gila
Your Jebo claims to be the best, but it doesn’t fit aunt
It will be that we have different units of measure

The truth itch, the lie smells
The poor hate the rich and that is law, despite who despite him
Corpus Christi, you appear and disappear
{?}, with everything that entails

My memories with you are Broncas
I don’t love you here so move your f#kin ‘ass
And I think we should gather more
You sold penalties you didn’t have like Paco Sanz

One ba ‘One, Baby, Can I Wise?
One ba ‘One, Baby, Can I Wise?
One Ba ’One, Baby, One Ba’ One …
Yeah-EH-EY

One ba ‘One, Baby, Can I Wise?
One ba ’One, Baby, Can I Wise?
One ba ‘One, Baby, One Ba’ One …
Yeah-EH-EY
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