Lyrics of How We Do - Crudo Means Raw, Doble Porcion, Zof Ziro

How We Do - Crudo Means Raw, Doble Porcion, Zof Ziro
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How We Do, artist - Crudo Means Raw.
Date of issue: 25.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish

How We Do

(original)
Letra de «How We Do»
Yes, Yes!
So fresh, God bless
Se las da la trilla como grillas de la 3−3
Boom, Boom!
mi estilo lo miran con zoom
Descarados como el rostro de MF Doom
Soy el haragán que gana de mala gana
En la cama el que le hala las canas a las catanas
Le apago el switche a las bitches.
En tu cocina
Mi rap se come crudo, ceviche de corvina
No soy calle, soy perro de taller
En instrumentales no fallo y tallo mis rayes
En el Valle donde vive más el que menos sabe
Y se calle pa que no lo tallen
En efectivo como le gusta a las prepas
Pa evitarnos la migraña, sacándole el moño a las pepas
Rap’s que no engañan, son pura cepa
Iluminados y cogidos por la luz como Carepa, nigu!
Yo'!
su flow imaginario
No sabés de los orígenes ni de donde soy originario
Estoy vaciando mi tracto urinario
Yo soy el uno en este código binario
Conciertos para delinquir como Noguera
No pueden hidratarse si se pisan la manguera
Interpretan lo que quieren, hablan mierda en su madriguera
Pero cuando salen se disculpan, dicen que así no era
Ya no soy niño, no soy el futuro
Soy el presente y no creo en Jah, creo en el ya, y en ese jazz
La vida es adyacente a la muerte
El rap es esa historia que no quieres que te cuenten, si no te la pierdes
Cada quien que compre su papel para limpiar su propia mierda
Rimas juntas pero no revueltas
Flow`s que no se encuentran a la vuelta de la esquina
No me contés si no te dan las cuentas
Vivo en la cara B, el que me quiere ver la cara ve
Y no le gusta lo que mira
Mi jarabe sabe a ira, quiero una gira mundial
Normal es que salgan con raras
Soy callado, pero no ponga a prueba mis güevas
Devastado, si el último que se va es Sebastián
La sonora matancera o la severa matacera
Soy la banda sonora del man por quien cambia de acera
Uh, Aw!
No pierdo la racha
No es la primera vez que escucho «nunca lo había hecho»
Me parió la tierra de los sicarios, de cuchos ebrios diario
Al son de los relicarios, ¿irónico?
Si la paso mal es por querer hacer bien
Si la paso bien es por mis malos hábitos
Te explico: no aprendí de danzas, aprendí de tranzar
Y de finanzas cuando se acabó el licor
Good bye
Ya ni tiempo pa las ladies
Me voy a partir el lomo para ver crecer mi baby
Soy un extraterrestre como Quasi
Del planeta donde los bandidos andan en taxis y
Temas con sabor a blunt, de Envigado al Bronx
Peligrosos como el stunt
Lobos de Wall Street en Dubai de tour
Marcamos por donde vamos como Kome en el tattoo
Sin tarros son mis cartas
No hay horóscopo que diga cuantas letras salen
Esta semana no hay brujería que valga
Somos la religión a la que le rezan las diablas
Letras que salen en bóxer
Mi bebé viaja en barriga, lo apadrinan mis niggas
Hijo de tigre sale pintado
No se extrañen que a los 8 ya tenga un álbum grabado, y diga
This is how we do, This is how we do
This is how we do, This is how we do
This is how we do, This is how we do
This is how we do, This is how we do
Vic Deal in the house baby
MBZ in the house baby
Crudo Means Raw in the house baby
¡Todo el mundo in the house baby!
(translation)
"How We Do" lyrics
Yes Yes!
So fresh, God bless
They are given by the threshing as grids of the 3−3
Boom, Boom!
my style they look at it with zoom
Sassy like the face of MF Doom
I'm the lazy who earns reluctantly
In the bed the one who pulls the gray hair to the katanas
I turn off the switch to the bitches.
in your kitchen
My rap is eaten raw, sea bass ceviche
I'm not street, I'm a shop dog
In instrumentals I do not fail and I carve my rays
In the Valley where the one who knows the least lives the most
And shut up so they don't carve it
Cash the way high schools like it
To avoid a migraine, taking the bow out of the seeds
Rap's that do not cheat, they are pure strain
Illuminated and caught by the light like Carepa, nigu!
I'!
your imaginary flow
You don't know about the origins or where I come from
I am emptying my urinary tract
I am the one in this binary code
Concerts to commit crimes as Noguera
They cannot hydrate themselves if they step on the hose
They interpret what they want, they talk shit in their den
But when they leave they apologize, they say it wasn't like that
I am no longer a child, I am not the future
I am the present and I don't believe in Jah, I believe in ya, and in that jazz
Life is adjacent to death
Rap is that story that you don't want to be told, if you don't miss it
Everyone who buys their paper from him to clean their own shit
Rhymes together but not scrambled
Flow`s that are not found around the corner
Don't tell me if they don't give you the accounts
I live on the B side, whoever wants to see my face sees
And he doesn't like what he looks at
My syrup tastes like anger, I want a world tour
Normal is that they go out with rare
I'm quiet, but don't put my balls to the test
Devastated, if the last one to leave is Sebastián
The sonora matanzara or the severe matanzara
I am the soundtrack of the man for whom he changes the sidewalk
oh oh!
I don't lose the streak
It's not the first time I've heard "he had never done it"
The land of hitmen gave birth to me, of drunken cuchos daily
To the sound of lockets, ironic?
If I have a bad time it is because I want to do well
If I have a good time it's because of my bad habits
I'll explain: I didn't learn about dance, I learned about tranzar
And finances when the liquor ran out
good bye
Not even time for the ladies
I'm going to break my back to see my baby grow
I'm an alien like Quasi
From the planet where bandits ride taxis and
Themes with a blunt flavor, from Envigado to the Bronx
Dangerous as stunt
Wolves of Wall Street in Dubai on tour
We mark where we go like Kome in the tattoo
Without jars are my letters
There is no horoscope that says how many letters come out
This week there is no witchcraft worth
We are the religion to which the devils pray
Letters that come out in boxers
My baby travels in a belly, my niggas sponsor it
Son of a tiger comes out painted
Don't be surprised that at 8 you already have an album recorded, and say
This is how we do, This is how we do
This is how we do, This is how we do
This is how we do, This is how we do
This is how we do, This is how we do
Vic Deal in the house baby
MBZ in the house baby
Crudo Means Raw in the house baby
Everyone in the house baby!
Translation rating: 5/5 | Votes: 1

Share the translation of the song:

Write what you think about the lyrics!

Other songs of the artist:

NameYear
Aurora ft. Crudo Means Raw 2019
Fumar y Ron ft. Rap Bang Club 2019

Artist lyrics: Crudo Means Raw