Bombos y Tarolas : traduction de Espagnol vers Anglais
Light the candle, brunette
Watch how the bald guy who trains them dreams
I'm the main vein playing with the rhythm
I don't go colorblind, I set the idioms
Pure vandalism, pure brotherhood
We're still in the same thing
We're from the same
We're going for the same
But now there are a lot
The truth is even the gringos are buzzing bilingual
Santa Catarina by far the pound
I'm in danger from Monday to Sunday
Simply the good of Mexican hip hop
As much as it hurts them they will have to accept it
I'm out of control
I won't take off the command
I'm at 100%, I keep taking chances
Like the commandos, they take out and close coke
I'm really lit with a touch of weed
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
Even though I've hit rock bottom, I'm still in the party
I didn't bring sway but I shake it, I see
That you deserve a trophy
I study the championship of the queen of desire
Like the exorcist when you step on the track
Everyone turns their head to see how you slide it
You're an artist moving your hips
Like Niurka Marcos in the Adventurer
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
I propose that you take off your bun
Loose like Trevi, my morbidness wakes up
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I even put you on a round trip
Here I have the deaf, I invite you to mate
Lie down in the grass so you can kill me
Killer killer that the hours are going
Pass me the little rooster that the ganjah is ripe
Let's go to the dawn, we have to continue the party
That it dawns on us is my last proposal
I'm an honest person and I don't think you'll regret it
Watch the internet that there's a sample there
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos
Making you dance with the snare drums and the bass drums
I'm not African but they hear me in the congos