Sección Bogotá
Alianza Medellín
Asko MC
Cejaz Negraz, Loko Kuerdo
Hell no, here we go again with the gangsta flow
Nasty n#gg#s, better take it slow
Crazy m#th*rf#ck*rs make me lose control
Oh, y’all n#gg#s don’t know
Hell no, here we again with the bad man flow
Punk #ss b#tches, better take it slow
Oh, y’all b#tches don’t know
Las esquinas están puteadas, de pupilas dilatadas
Son de miedo en las miradas, las narices empolvadas
Muchas mеntes (Mentes atontadas)
Hay voltеjeadas, azaradas, resabiadas, cansadas
En el valle de la peste caminando arañadas
Si quieren les presto muerte pa’ que acaben en nada
Ay, pa’ que acaben en nada
Yo soy poeta sanguinario, son las letras, mi rosario
Es oscuro escapulario, sentimiento y tengo varios (Y no te miento)
Siento resentimiento, que he disuelto odio y rabia en mi aliento
Yo presento que caminan sin saber que ya están muertos
Descontento, llego la hora
Enfrentamiento, es mi momento
Pues no estoy muerto y ya no estoy cuerdo
Recuerdos de mi mente, ha estado ausente, sur este y sur este
Encuentro peste y nada que reste
Si quieres que te preste (Yo solo presto muerte)
Yo solo presto muerte (De pupilas dilatadas)
Son de miedo en las miradas, las narices empolvadas
Muchas mentes atontadas, voltejeadas, azaradas, resabiadas, cansadas
En el valle de la peste caminando arañadas
Si quieren les presto muerte pa’ que acaben en nada
Hell no, here we go again with the gangsta flow
Nasty n#gg#s, better take it slow
Crazy m#th*rf#ck*rs make me lose control
Oh, y’all n#gg#s don’t know
Hell no, here we again with the bad man flow
Punk #ss b#tches, better take it slow
Oh, y’all b#tches don’t know
Obro mal y soy más que pecador
Soy la bestia de la hierba de Colombia, el turco
Nunca durarías veinte días en las calles con vida
Contra Lucifer, en esta larga carrera
Ninja de la Crack, alucinógena puerta, latino puño enfrenta
No quiero andar ciego en la tierra
Soy de la multitud de los que ya no esperan (Familia del susto)
Él se embala cuando está triste y contento en el condominio
A diario fuma maleza, para los gatos más que una presa
Sucia perra, manosearé dentro de tus cucos cuando quiera
Que de ti nada se espera
Que porque te llaman mala mujer fulera, zorra cínica
Cartel de la basura, ñeca química
Oh sh#t, I’m coming through with the funky smell
Askoman’s thinking like a glacier man
Come on, come on, with me smoking base
I got the fly back ain’t shower and dirty base (Man)
With my family, we got the dirty ways
Colombiano smoking sh#t in every f#cking place
Leave me alone, give me my f#cking space
Oh my nasty #ss n#gg#s have crazy days
Back in town, I leave the pack with my own father
The master party coming through, b#tch move your body
Con mi llave, now we got all the base body
I pick your #ss, but I really want to hurt nobody
Check, dirty side, ¿cómo fue?
Base Family, the master party, para usted, (Yeah)
Microphone check, dirty side, ¿cómo fue?
Es Black Cejaz, Loko Kuerdo, ¿cómo fue?
To all my n#gg#s, Bogotá
Put your motherf#cking hands in the sky
Familia from Cali y Medellín (Family)
High block y Askoman, you know what I mean
Desde el barrio, bajo el olor bajo de la Crack
Bajo el base, bajo el infierno, bajo nuestro humilde techo
Nuestro mismo techo
Hell no, here we go again with the gangsta flow
Nasty n#gg#s, better take it slow
Crazy m#th*rf#ck*rs make me lose control
Oh, y’all n#gg#s don’t know
Hell no, here we again with the bad man flow
Punk #ss b#tches, better take it slow
Oh, y’all b#tches don’t know
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Sucia Perra Lyrics English
Bogotá section
Medellín Alliance
Asko Mc
Black Cejaz, Loko Kuerto
HELL No, Here We Go Again With The Gangsta Flow
Nasty n#gg#s, Better Take It Slow
Crazy m#th*rf#ck*rs Make Me Me Me Me Me
Oh, Y’all n#gg#s Don’t Know
HELL No, Here We Again With The Bad Man Flow
Punk #ss b#tches, Better Take It Slow
Oh, Y’all b#tches Don’t Know
The corners are f#cking, dilated pupils
They are scary in the looks, the noses dust
Many mtenta (stunned minds)
There are voltеjeadas, rare, resabiad, tired
In the Valle de la Peste walking scratched
If you want, I lend them death for anything
Oh, for nothing
I am a bloodthirsty poet, they are the letters, my rosary
It is dark scapular, feeling and I have several (and I do not lie to you)
I feel resentment, that I have dissolved hate and anger in my breath
I present that they walk without knowing that they are already dead
Discontent, the time has come
Confrontation, it’s my moment
Well, I’m not dead and I’m no longer sane
Memories of my mind, has been absent, south east and south east
I find plague and nothing to subtract
If you want me to lend you (I only lend death)
I only lend death (dilated pupils)
They are scary in the looks, the noses dust
Many stunned, turned, raised, reverie minds tired, tired
In the Valle de la Peste walking scratched
If you want, I lend them death for anything
HELL No, Here We Go Again With The Gangsta Flow
Nasty n#gg#s, Better Take It Slow
Crazy m#th*rf#ck*rs Make Me Me Me Me Me
Oh, Y’all n#gg#s Don’t Know
HELL No, Here We Again With The Bad Man Flow
Punk #ss b#tches, Better Take It Slow
Oh, Y’all b#tches Don’t Know
Obro badly and I am more than a sinner
I am the beast of Colombia’s grass, the Turkish
You would never last twenty days in the streets alive
Against Lucifer, in this long career
Ninja de la Crack, hallucinogenic door, Latin fist face
I don’t want to walk blind on earth
I am from the crowd of those who no longer expect (scare family)
He pacies when he is sad and happy in the condominium
Daily smokes, for cats more than a dam
Dirty b#tch, I will hand inside your cucos whenever you want
That nothing is expected
Because they call you a bad woman Fulera, cynical b#tch
Garbage poster, chemical ñeca
Oh sh#t, I’M Coming Through With The Funky Smell
Askoman’s Thinking Like A Glacier Man
Come on, eat on, with me smoking base
I GOT THE FLY BACK AIN’T SHOWER AND DIRTY BASE (MAN)
With My Family, We Got The Dirty Ways
Colombian Smoking sh#t In Every f#cking Place
Leave Me Alone, Give Me My f#cking Space
Oh my nasty #ss n#gg#s have crazy days
Back in Town, I Leave The Pack With My Own Father
The Master Party Coming Through, b#tch Move Your Body
With my key, Now We Got All The Base Body
I pick your #ss, but i really want to Hurt Nobody
Check, Dirty Side, how was it?
Family Base, The Master Party, for you, (Yeah)
Microphone Check, Dirty Side, how was it?
It’s Black Cejaz, Loko Kuerto, how was it?
To all my n#gg#s, Bogotá
Put your motherf#cking hands in the sky
From Cali and Medellín family (family)
High Block and Askoman, You Know What I Mean
From the neighborhood, under the low smell of the crack
Under the base, under hell, under our humble roof
Our same roof
HELL No, Here We Go Again With The Gangsta Flow
Nasty n#gg#s, Better Take It Slow
Crazy m#th*rf#ck*rs Make Me Me Me Me Me
Oh, Y’all n#gg#s Don’t Know
HELL No, Here We Again With The Bad Man Flow
Punk #ss b#tches, Better Take It Slow
Oh, Y’all b#tches Don’t Know
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Crack Family Lyrics – Sucia Perra