Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Me tienen odio, artist - Cosculluela.
Date of issue: 14.03.2016
Song language: Spanish
Me tienen odio(original) |
Que te quieran pero que te odien |
Si no te odian no eres nadie, papi |
Me tienen odio, cabrones eso es obvio, odio, od- |
Mi movie nunca se la acaba el rollo |
Las palas pa’l hoyo, vive así quien desarrollo |
Odio, odio, od- la cara te hacemos el repollo |
Hoy seguimos en high, pegao como el fly |
Clavándome putas, gastando la funda, el príncipe y no es de Dubai |
Somos ricos y famosos, súper poderosos y fumandome un turro |
Mis cheques me llegan por el correo como un narcos les llega los burros |
Menciona mi nombre y te cae en dos horas, nosotros controlamos |
Conectao' en PR, New York, RD, a las millas te hubicamos |
Tenemos los tambores enganchao' en los largos, tu sabes como es que andamo |
El deo' en el martillo, no importa soy millo, como quieras te los damos |
Me tienen odio, cabrones eso es obvio, odio, od- |
Mi movie nunca se la acaba el rollo |
Las palas pa’l hoyo, vive así quien desarrollo |
Odio, odio, od- la cara te hacemos el repollo |
Te pillamos, te dimos, y nos fuimos esa noche a celebrar al Conquistador |
Los cuartos parecían privados, to’as las prepagos en Baby Doll |
Te confieso, ahora que te moriste me siento mucho mejor |
Que no me importa un carajo pa' donde te fuiste, al inferno a sufrir del ardor |
A mi nadie me toca, si cabrón 'toy crecio' |
Que yo tengo el poder para hacer que mas nunca tu pises en un cacerio |
Fuerza querias medir, no es lo mismo llamarlo que verlo venir |
Financiamos la guerra, los cortos, los largos, tambores, peines de refill |
Tu sabes como lo hacemos, dime, ¿Por qué te tiras? |
Si yo aprieto el botón, te cae tu y los tuyos, y todo el que contra mi conspira |
Bebo retira todo lo que tu has dicho, que no te conviene |
No hay quien me frene, te metemos a plena luz, y a mi sin cojones me tiene |
Me tienen odio, cabrones eso es obvio, odio, od- |
Mi movie nunca se la acaba el rollo |
Las palas pa’l hoyo, vive así quien desarrollo |
Odio, odio, od- la cara te hacemos el repollo |
(translation) |
That they love you but that they hate you |
If they don't hate you, you're nobody, daddy |
They hate me, motherfuckers that's obvious, I hate, od- |
My movie never ends |
The shovels for the hole, whoever develops lives like this |
Hate, hate, od- the face we make you the cabbage |
Today we are still on high, hit like the fly |
Nailing me bitches, spending the holster, the prince and he's not from Dubai |
We are rich and famous, super powerful and smoking a nook |
My checks arrive in the mail like a drug trafficker arrives at donkeys |
Mention my name and it will drop you in two hours, we control |
Conectao' in PR, New York, RD, we will put you at the miles |
We have the drums hooked on the pitches, you know how we walk |
The deo' in the hammer, it doesn't matter I'm millo, whatever you want we'll give them to you |
They hate me, motherfuckers that's obvious, I hate, od- |
My movie never ends |
The shovels for the hole, whoever develops lives like this |
Hate, hate, od- the face we make you the cabbage |
We caught you, we gave you, and we left that night to celebrate the Conqueror |
The rooms seemed private, all prepaid in Baby Doll |
I confess, now that you died I feel much better |
That I don't give a damn about where you went, to hell to suffer from the burning |
Nobody touches me, yes bastard 'toy grew up' |
That I have the power to make you never step on a hunt again |
Force you wanted to measure, it is not the same to call it as to see it coming |
We finance the war, the shorts, the longs, drums, refill combs |
You know how we do it, tell me, why do you throw yourself? |
If I press the button, you and yours will fall, and everyone who conspires against me |
Bebo withdraw everything that you have said, that is not convenient for you |
There is no one to stop me, we put you in full light, and I have no balls |
They hate me, motherfuckers that's obvious, I hate, od- |
My movie never ends |
The shovels for the hole, whoever develops lives like this |
Hate, hate, od- the face we make you the cabbage |