letra de buitre - lil supa
buitre lyrics
[letra de “buitre” ft. flee lord]
[intro: lil supa]
sh-t, uh
flee lord
¡ah!
¿qué es lo que quiere tú? no tengo nada, vale
‘rranca pa’llá, mamagüevo
[verso: lil supa]
ah, eagle eye shooter, ojos en la nuca
(gotta get that) gotta get that dirt off your shoulder and take a look out (look ouuut…) (fu, fu, fu)
mantén la mente astuta, moral impoluta
falsa yunta, sal de la ruta por hijo ‘e puta
quieren lo que tienes, tus bienes, s-m-n y yenes
con leyes de hielo, se llegan siempre que les conviene
si les eres fieles, crueles te hieren con varias pieles
they say “real recognize the realest” (h-ll, yeah!)
antes no tenías ni un duro y no había chulos
ahora vieron que eres número uno y salen zamuros (¡ja!)
cuando el cielo se torna gris oscuro, no ves ninguno
you know que te querían cagar el muro, fanculo
carroñeros que odian, nunca te nombran
solo son buitres que envidian tu obra y comen las sobras
mamagüebos jalabolas que asechan desde las sombras (beaucoup)
solo se aparecen cuando cobras (solo se aparecen cuando cobras)
no jodas
[coro: lil supa, flee lord]
‘rranca pa’llá, chico (camínala, camínala, camínala)
que no te sale na’, bicho (que no te sale na’, bicho)
por maldito
¿te pica ese hueco ‘el culo o eres—? (aaah…)
ja, ja, ja (ay, no, pues)
ah, f-cking vutures
‘rranca pa’llá, chico (¡pa’ fuera!)
[?]
que no te sale na’, bicho
por maldito
[?]
¿te pica ese hueco ‘el—?
(lord, lord!)
[verso 2: flee lord]
lord mobb music group, these drums make me (doo-doo-doo)
rolling in the truck with twenty one, i might use the cooked up
the ruffies in my cooking bag
cruising ave’s i used to catch
she was love at twelve while we yelled and let the music blast
the whole year takeover, going down breaks over
next f-cking deal lord, i might get the rage over
10k imburse of shrimp flavor burst
eating lamb on my grand
sipping pagne on the first (sipping pagne on the first)
and ya n-ggas know the protocol
when a real soldier is born
blowing off cannons while you standing there holding b-lls
got your leg in my life nah you fetty you hife
i just rolled the big choppa now they’re dragging me like
had to weaponize my waist cause they recognize my face
each pack these n-ggas down before they step inside my sp-ce
went from sells in big queens, from twelve to sixteen
never took a chance to fail for love or big dreaaams
wrote it on a major’s deaking
broke but now my paper speaking
neighbor’s eating, used to play the lobby for like 80 beatings
took a break from the law went straight on the tour
came back and tried to track but the way was afuuure (f-ck out of here!)
[outro: lil supa, flee lord]
‘rranca pa’llá, chico
i came back and tried to track but the way was afuuure
que no te sale na’, bicho
([?], you f-cking vulture) no, no
¿te pica ese hueco ‘el—?
get out of here!
ja, ja, ja
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