[Hahaha…
Yo!
Hahaha…
El Tartaro!
Y ahora…
Soñando, con ser bichote
Soñando con ser Al Pacino en Scarface
Andan muchos trangalangas en las calles roncando
Y andamos muchos hijos de puta rompiendo la ley
Soñando, con ser bichote
Soñando con ser Al Pacino en Scarface
Andan muchos trangalangas en las calles roncando
Y andamos muchos hijos de puta rompiendo la ley
Papi, se creen que viven en Disneyland
Que no se duerman y se amarren las Timberland
Que morirán [Yo
Si siguen rifando se morirán y morirán
Por su ignorancia morirán, ya veran [Ohh
Tu sabes como es esto [Uhh
Ahora todo el mundo se ha metío’ a insecto
Si tе prestas papi, yo también me presto
Lo saco a pasеar si es que tu me das pretexto
Un día de estos
Cuando por pesco estés muerto, y bien suelto
De cacería con los revueltos
Procura, que yo no te encuentre durmiendo
Mi cura, va a ser madrugarte despierto
Soñando, con ser bichote
Soñando con ser Al Pacino en Scarface
Andan muchos trangalangas en las calles roncando
Y andamos muchos hijos de puta rompiendo la ley
Soñando, con ser bichote
Soñando con ser Al Pacino en Scarface
Andan muchos trangalangas en las calles roncando
Y andamos muchos hijos de puta rompiendo la ley
I got the toasted, calle la boca
Haters you can’t stop me
Mamis call me papi chulo
‘cuz I’m out that hard and sloppy
Never move out sloppy
Yeah, I bust a shotty
Watch, your body body
The shots go Bang Bang
It’s Freeway on that Reggaeton
Full of dope in your zone
Holding down to Puerto Rico
Hexalon for the chrome
Persolan for the grub
Pull your mom with a slug
I got your back and go blackout on ’em
Money on my mind
Got the chip on my phone
This is real life
I’ve got to see out less five outside
Chrome pipes
GoldStar hit me up on the phone
To fully freeze it, can’t you watch it
So I bust up and trying to get it right
Soñando, con ser bichote
Soñando con ser Al Pacino en Scarface
Andan muchos trangalangas en las calles roncando
Y andamos muchos hijos de puta rompiendo la ley
Soñando, con ser bichote
Soñando con ser Al Pacino en Scarface
Andan muchos trangalangas en las calles roncando
Y andamos muchos hijos de puta rompiendo la ley
Si vamos a matarnos, me echo la pistola encima
Papi tu no sabes el problema que se avecina
Desde hace tiempo yo te vengo a ti pichandote
Y velándote, y te vo’a pasar por encima
Ya estamos cansados de tu jodía roncaera
Tu guillaera, farfullero no me mata
Tu a mi me conoces porque a esto yo le meto
Le meto tan violento que tengo juquía tu gata
Te va a quemar las patas por Guason y cizañero
Pancuquero, tu lirica es novata
Yo si que monto el maleanteo donde quiera que jangueo
Formamos el fogoneo con la mata
Y tu..
Soñando, con ser bichote
Soñando con ser Al Pacino en Scarface
Andan muchos trangalangas en las calles roncando
Y andamos muchos hijos de puta rompiendo la ley
Soñando, con ser bichote
Soñando con ser Al Pacino en Scarface
Andan muchos trangalangas en las calles roncando
Y andamos muchos hijos de puta rompiendo la ley
Se creen que viven en Disneyland…
[Woooo!
Hahaha…
[Early!
[Holla at your boy, y’all know what time it is!
Hey Yo!
[Club Bangaz and Polaco!
Freeway!
Ohhh!
Yo!
[Roc-A-Fella!
[Roc La Familia!
[Goldstar!
Roc La Familia!
[Ohh!
Yo! Y estos son…
Los Rompe Discotekas!
Oíste?
Hahahaha…
Yo Father!
Mucho bandidaje!
Mucho… Titere!
[Super engineer goon! Burst!
El Pola!
[You know what time it is!
Aight?
[Puerto Rico!
[Stand up!
Como tiemblan!
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Soñando Lyrics English
[Hahaha …
Me!
Hahaha …
The Tartaro!
And now…
Dreaming, with being a bichote
Dreaming of being the Pacino in Scarface
Many trangalangas walk in the streets snoring
And we walk many sons of b#tch breaking the law
Dreaming, with being a bichote
Dreaming of being the Pacino in Scarface
Many trangalangas walk in the streets snoring
And we walk many sons of b#tch breaking the law
Daddy, they believe they live in Disneyland
That timberland does not fall asleep and tie
Who will die [me
If they continue ripping they will die and die
For their ignorance they will die, they will see [ohh
You know how this is [UHH
Now everyone got into insect
If you lend daddy, I also lend myself
I take it to Pasеar if you give me pretext
One of these days
When you are dead, and well loose
Hunting with the revolts
Try that I do not find you sleeping
My cure, it will be getting up an awake
Dreaming, with being a bichote
Dreaming of being the Pacino in Scarface
Many trangalangas walk in the streets snoring
And we walk many sons of b#tch breaking the law
Dreaming, with being a bichote
Dreaming of being the Pacino in Scarface
Many trangalangas walk in the streets snoring
And we walk many sons of b#tch breaking the law
I GOT THE TOASED, LA BOCA STREET
Haters you can’t stop me
Mamis call me daddy cool
‘Cuz I’M Out That Hard and Sloppy
Never Move Out Sloppy
Yeah, I Bust A Shotty
Watch, Your Body Body
The Shots Go Bang Bang
It’s freeway on that reggaeton
Full of Dope in Your Zone
Holding Down to Puerto Rico
Hexalon for The Chrome
Persolan for the grub
Pull your mom with a slug
I GOT Your Back and Go Blackout On ‘Em
Money on my mind
GOT THE CHIP ON MY PHONE
This is real life
I’ve Got To see out Less Five outside
Chrome Pipes
Goldstar Hit Me Up On The Phone
To Fully Freeze It, Can’t You Watch It
So i bust up and trying to get it right
Dreaming, with being a bichote
Dreaming of being the Pacino in Scarface
Many trangalangas walk in the streets snoring
And we walk many sons of b#tch breaking the law
Dreaming, with being a bichote
Dreaming of being the Pacino in Scarface
Many trangalangas walk in the streets snoring
And we walk many sons of b#tch breaking the law
If we are going to kill us, I take the gun on
Daddy you don’t know the problem that is coming
I have come to you for a long time
And veláting you, and you will pass you over
We are already tired of your f#ck Roncaera
Your guillaera, Farlero doesn’t kill me
You know me because I put this to this
I get so violent that I have your cat
You will burn your legs by Guason and ties
Pancuquero, your lirica is novice
I do amount to the thug where jangueo
We form the fogoneo with the bush
And you..
Dreaming, with being a bichote
Dreaming of being the Pacino in Scarface
Many trangalangas walk in the streets snoring
And we walk many sons of b#tch breaking the law
Dreaming, with being a bichote
Dreaming of being the Pacino in Scarface
Many trangalangas walk in the streets snoring
And we walk many sons of b#tch breaking the law
They believe they live in Disneyland …
[Woooo!
Hahaha …
[Early!
[Holla at Your Boy, Y’all Know What Time It Is!
Hey me!
[Club Bangaz and Polaco!
Freeway!
Ohhh!
Me!
[ROC-A-FELLA!
[Roc the family!
[Goldstar!
Roc the family!
[Ohh!
Me! And these are…
Roma DiscoTakas!
Did you hear?
Hahahaha …
I Father!
A lot of bandit!
Much … Titere!
[Super Engineer Goon! Burst!
The Pola!
[You Know What Time It Is!
Aight?
[Puerto Rico!
[Stand up!
How do they tremble!
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Polakan Lyrics – Soñando