Talkin’ Letra – Milton Quiet

Talkin’ Letra by Milton Quiet

I’ve been smoking, como siempre, con mi bando
Are you talking? No te escucho, estoy hablando
f#ck your gang, me cago en respetar los rangos
There are problems, vengan a solucionarlos

I’ve been smoking, como siempre, con mi bando
Are you talking? No te escucho, estoy hablando
f#ck your gang, me cago en respetar los rangos
There are problems, vengan a solucionarlos

Oh please, shut f#ck up, this city knows who is the boss
Make ur money, take ur drugs, I can see u slow in the show
In the sky, I’m a titan, U r my queen, call u Hinata
Breaking ur face I’m a katana, Ur heat being like f#cking macana

Papanata, no me hace nada, pa’ mi esas rimas ya fueron escuchadas
Se escuchan forzadas, se escuchan muy malas y esa crema me sale en un fin de semana
Y es que yo lo siento pero siento todo el pain, con mi gang, le gané al game, again
Ok, soy el rey, soy el diez, soy el que hace que revivas los miedos de tu niñez (oh sh#t)

Soy como Maradona o el Rey David, escuchando a Cappadonna o a Eazy-E
Metiéndome metadona, algo de actavis, mi mente quedando en coma, en un éxtasis
Con el humo hago donuts like in Silent Hill, Rebxl los dejó en la lona con el “Silence, gil”
A unas cuantas personas que querían beef y Katvra los detona con un solo hit

Nos vamos sin daño, yo vengo de antaño, escribiendo rimas como un ermitaño
Sueldan con estaño en todo su rebaño, yo estoy por encima, moviendo el uranio
Con la casaca del Tri, en el estudio rompiendo los beats
Como Jimenez fuera del Big Six, el talento me hace brillar a mí y…

I’ve been smoking, como siempre, con mi bando
Are you talking? No te escucho, estoy hablando
f#ck your gang, me cago en respetar los rangos
There are problems, vengan a solucionarlos

I’ve been smoking, como siempre, con mi bando
Are you talking? No te escucho, estoy hablando
f#ck your gang, me cago en respetar los rangos
There are problems, vengan a solucionarlos

You keep talkin’, I’ll be hanging with the Bad Boys
Sad boys sniffin’ siempre freezy congelado
Ya no muffins, solo porros de Kush Mango
Hoy en mi city se pinta de celeste y blanco

No paro, no puedo, volando I’m a cuervo, katana en la espalda desfundo en tu cara
Avada Kedavra, Katara y su vara, ma’ ganga al nirvana, no vamos pa’ casa
Tranquila minina, soy serotonina, trap killa intimida escupiendo toxina
Próximamente Argentina está en mi mente, descuida mi n#gg#, vengo sin patente

When I do a solo a todos opaco, junto a Katvra y Rebxl también me destaco
Escribiendo rimas y comiendo tacos, escupo toxinas directo a los pacos
One Punch Man, Zinedine Zidane, drivin’ old cars, bumpin’ Wu-Tang Clan
Temperamental como Cantona, lo que conseguiste no es tanto, na’

Si no es tanto, nada más motivate, espantas malas vibes con tu imagen
Estando sad, “anti” como baten, les das decline a beef que no caben
Los aconsejo y nunca escuché la mierda que me desearon ayer
Me ven tranquilo, tranqui déjenme, si no hay problemas para resolver

I’ve been smoking, como siempre, con mi bando
Are you talking? No te escucho, estoy hablando
f#ck your gang, me cago en respetar los rangos
There are problems, vengan a solucionarlos

I’ve been smoking, como siempre, con mi bando
Are you talking? No te escucho, estoy hablando
f#ck your gang, me cago en respetar los rangos
There are problems, vengan a solucionarlos
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Talkin’ Lyrics English

I’ve been smoking, as always, with my side
Are you talking? I do not listen to you, I’m talking
f#ck Your Gang, I sh#t on respect the ranges
There are problems, come and solve them

I’ve been smoking, as always, with my side
Are you talking? I do not listen to you, I’m talking
f#ck Your Gang, I sh#t on respect the ranges
There are problems, come and solve them

Oh please, Shut f#ck Up, This City Knows WHO IS The Boss
MAKE UR MONEY, TAKE UR DRUGS, I CAN SEE U SLOW IN THE SHOW
In The Sky, I’m A Titan, U R My Queen, Call U Hinata
Breaking Ur Face I’m A Katana, Ur Heat Being Like f#cking Macana

Papanata, it does not do anything to me, pa ‘my rhymes were already heard
They are listened forced, they are heard very bad and that cream it comes out on a weekend
And is that I’m sorry but I feel all the pain, with my gang, I won the game, again
Ok, I’m the king, I’m ten, I’m the one who makes the fears of your childhood (Oh sh#t)

I am like Maradona or King David, listening to Cappadonna or EAZY-E
Getting methadone, some Actavis, my mind staying in a coma, in an ecstasy
With the smoke I do Donuts Like in Silent Hill, Rebxl left them on the canvas with the “Silence, Gil”
A few people who wanted beef and katvra the detonates with a single hit

We go without damage, I come from yesteryear, writing rhymes like a hermit
Weld with tin in all his flock, I am above, moving the uranium
With the Tri Casa, in the studio breaking the beats
As Jimenez out of Big Six, talent makes me shine at me and …

I’ve been smoking, as always, with my side
Are you talking? I do not listen to you, I’m talking
f#ck Your Gang, I sh#t on respect the ranges
There are problems, come and solve them

I’ve been smoking, as always, with my side
Are you talking? I do not listen to you, I’m talking
f#ck Your Gang, I sh#t on respect the ranges
There are problems, come and solve them

You Keep Talkin ‘, I’ll Be Hanging With The Bad Boys
SAD BOYS SNIFFIN ‘ALWAYS FREEZY FREEZY
No longer muffins, just porros de kush mango
Today in my City looks like Celeste and White

I do not stop, I can not, fly I’m crow, katana on the back of off on your face
Avada Kedavra, Katara and her rod, MA ‘Ganga to Nirvana, do not go to’ house
Quiet mini, I’m serotonin, trap killa intimida spitting toxin
Soon Argentina is in my mind, neglect my n#gg#, I come unpicked

When I do just all opaque, next to Katvra and Rebxl I also stand out
Writing rhymes and eating tacos, I spit direct toxins to the bales
One Punch Man, Zinedine Zidane, Drivin ‘Old Cars, Bumpin’ Wu-Tang Clan
Temperamental as cantona, what you got is not so much, na ‘

If it is not so much, nothing more motivate, bad bad vibes with your image
Being SAD, “Anti” as Baten, you give Beef Decline that do not fit
I advise you and never heard the sh#t who wanted me yesterday
They see me calm, tranqui leave me, if there are no problems solving

I’ve been smoking, as always, with my side
Are you talking? I do not listen to you, I’m talking
f#ck Your Gang, I sh#t on respect the ranges
There are problems, come and solve them

I’ve been smoking, as always, with my side
Are you talking? I do not listen to you, I’m talking
f#ck Your Gang, I sh#t on respect the ranges
There are problems, come and solve them
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com

Milton Quiet Lyrics – Talkin’

Milton Quiet

Talkin’