Okay, ahora es que si
Ahora es que vamos a meterle bien grueso…
Desde la Isla de la Muerte…
Yeah He Is The Mexican…
Taking it personal…
To all the Puertorican massive mad crew
Watch me…
Yo quiero que bailen mi música buena que sigue sin parar
He demostrado que tengo la lengua picante pa’ empezar
No tengo pelos en la lengua para decirte lo que hay
Deja los falsos machismos que son de niño compai’
Yo quiero que sigan jodiendo mi estilo de rapear
Cuanto se apuesta mi gente que yo los voy a motivar
Yo quiero que sepa que tengo la lirica buena para enseñarte
Con un estilo potente que viene directo de la mente
Un diccionario que nunca se acaba sino que para el frente
Miles de gente ya saben que yo me encuentro bien caliente
Dinero yo tengo de más y quiero que sepa lo que se siente…
Al que llamaban Rey Salomón, pequeño es en nuestro ambiente
Watch me!
It is, Original…
Yes, sire!
Maleficio, no tiene inicio, ya el estaba
Matar en la mente era lo que me rodeaba
Espíritus abominables, desagradables
Haciéndose colgar de su cuello con un cable
Terror, era lo que quería que el cogiera
Para colarsee en mi cuerpo y actuar como una fiera
Convulsiones, o ilusiones, me confundían
Veo que las tumbas ante Él se ascendían
Creían, que me intimidarían con su risa…
Oigo para mí la muerte para mí no tiene prisa
Para todo aquel envidioso…
Watch me…
Straight from the Murderer’s Murder…
Seguire demostrando…
Seguire demostrando, que, que, que!?
Rapiando… cantando
Seguiré demostrando
Rebelde cantando bailando
Gozando, fumando
Brincando el mando que tengo
Que sabe que rima
A toda persona que oiga esta rima
Te gusta, brinque, salte griten
Que el Mexicano no es ningún chiste
Si no me crees lo que digo yo aquí
Pon atención lo que sigue así…
Que sigue así…
Que sigue así…
Madre Yemaya, quítale lo malo (Ahh-oh-eh)
Madre Yemaya, quítale lo malo (Ah-ehh
Madre Yemaya, quítale lo malo (Guatauba está en la casa)
Madre Yemaya, quítale lo malo (Guatauba está en la casa)
Watch me!
Es el dios del Huracán
They call me Mexican
That’s me
Original me come me said
The Nine Milimeter, man
The Nine Milimeter
The Nine Milimeter
The Nine Milimeter
The Nine Milimeter
Me Say!
The Nine Milimeter, come fi!
Puerto Rican watch me!
Whoaah! (Puertoriqueño)
The Nine Milimeter, man
The Nine Milimeter, man
I go With the Nine Milimeter, Nine Milimeter
The Nine Milimeter, man
Como dice!?
Oh-Oh, Original Crazzy Puerto Rican
Puertoriqueño
Enciendo el leño
Me vuelvo loco del coco
No siento nada porque lo que quiero es fumar
Un poco de ese Sinse, Skunky
Jump in like a Monkey
He’s Junky, He’s Stunky
What-oh!
Como les quedo la Funky lirica
Funky lirica, funky lirica…
Y la Funky lirica papá…
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Mexicano 777 – Santa Maria
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Guatauba Lyrics English
Okay, now is that if
Now is that we’re going to get thick …
From the island of death …
Yeah Hea Is The Mexican …
Taking IT Personal …
TO ALL THE PARTORICAN MASSIVE MAD CREW
Watch Me …
I want you to dance my good music that is still non-stop
I have shown that I have the spicy language to start
I do not have hairs on my tongue to tell you what there is
Leave the false machoms that are as a compai ‘child
I want you to continue f#cking my rapping style
How much is my people bet that I am going to motivate them
I want you to know that I have the good lirica to teach you
With a powerful style that comes straight from the mind
A dictionary that never ends but for the front
Thousands of people already know that I feel very hot
Money I have more and I want you to know what you feel …
Who called King Solomon, small is in our environment
Watch Me!
It is original …
Yes, sire!
Hex, has no beginning, and he was
Kill in the mind was what surrounded me
Abominable, unpleasant spirits
Hanging on his neck with a cable
Terror, it was what he wanted her to take
To put on my body and act like a beast
Seizures, or illusions, they confused me
I see that the tombs before him were ascended
They believed, who would intimidate me with the laughter of him …
I hear for me death for me is not in a hurry
For all that envious …
Watch Me …
Straight from The Murderer’s Murder …
I will continue demonstrating …
I will continue demonstrating, that, that!?
Rapido … Singing
I will continue demonstrating
Rebel singing dancing
Enjoying, smoking
Jumped the command that I have
Who knows that rhyme
Anyone who hears this rhyme
Like, Brinque, Salt Scrub
That the Mexican is no joke
If you do not believe what I say here
Pay attention that follows like this …
That goes on like that …
That goes on like that …
Mother Yemaya, take away the bad (ahh-oh-eh)
Mother Yemaya, remove the bad (Ah-ehh
Mother Yemaya, take away the bad (Guatauba is in the house)
Mother Yemaya, take away the bad (Guatauba is in the house)
Watch Me!
He is the God of Hurricane
They call me mexican
That’s me.
Original Eat Me Said
The Nine Milimeter, Man
The Nine Milimeter
The Nine Milimeter
The Nine Milimeter
The Nine Milimeter
Table and!
The Nine Milimeter, I eat fi!
Puerto Rican Watch Me!
Whoaah! (Puerto Rican)
The Nine Milimeter, Man
The Nine Milimeter, Man
I Go With The Nine Milimeter, Nine Milimeter
The Nine Milimeter, Man
How do you say!
Oh-Oh, Original Crazzy Puerto Rican
Puerto Rican.
Light the legacy
I’m going crazy about coconut
I do not feel anything because what I want is smoking
A little bit of that sin, Skunky
JUMP IN LIKE A MONKEY
He’s Junky, He’s Stunky
What-Oh!
How do I stay the funky lirica
Funky Lirica, Funky Lirica …
And the funky lirica dad …
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Mexicano 777 Lyrics – Guatauba