Lyrics of Uzi - El Alfa

Uzi (original)

¡Yeh!
No 'tamos en gente, siga boyando
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza (Brr)
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza
(Brr; yeh; ¡yeh!; al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza)
Yo no me doblo, yo soy puro, tabaco y cigarrillo
¿Tú quiere' que te dé un plomazo?
Yo no me encasquillo
La rabia me corre por la' vena' cuando me quillo
En tu cuerpo te vaciamo' do' caja' 'e casquillos
Se me metió el barrio, se me metie’n lo' sere'
Yo no te conozco, ¿qué tú has hecho;
quién tú ere'?
To' el mundo quiere grabar conmigo
20 mil cadena' finita' como los Migos
'Toy volando alto, no te veo ni con lupa
Contando 25 millone', no me interrumpa'
En la boca, con la Glock se te apunta
Y a las mami' chula' le doy la punta
Ando en la calle buscando de eso
Yo 'toy comiendo masa y tú hueso
Muchacho, ¿y ese queso?
Hablamo' ahorita que yo vo’a hacer el sexo
En la calle me vocean «El Abusador»
En la calle me vocean «El Abusador»
En la calle me vocean «El Abusador» (Yeh)
En la calle me vocean «El Abusador» (¡Yeh!)
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza (Brr)
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza
(Brr; yeh; ¡yeh!)
Si tú no comiste hueso conmigo, no come' masa
No te pase pa' que no haya un velorio en tu casa
Yo nunca me embalo, peleo como un perro 'e raza
A mí me tiene dema' to' el mundo, ¿qué es lo que pasa?
Me meto pa’l barrio con mi tabla en la cintura
Pila 'e mami' chula' quieren que le' dé cintura
Yo tengo el flow y pila 'e vaina dura
Yo no soy pastilla, pero conmigo te cura'
En la calle me vocean «El Abusador»
En la calle me vocean «El Abusador»
En la calle me vocean «El Abusador» (Yeh)
En la calle me vocean «El Abusador»
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Uzi, Glock, escopeta y Beretta
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza (Brr)
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza
Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza
(Brr; yeh; ¡yeh!; al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza)
¡Yeh!
(Al que se pase le partimo' su cabeza)
DJ Plano
¡Yeh!
Le' dejé la pista en blanco, pa' que la sampleen
Y comoquiera no aprenden, no aprenden
Es que son bruto', ¡bruto'!
La cuenta de ustedes está lisa-Simpson
Ustedes son chiquito' y con la boca grande, como el inodoro
No 'tamos en gente, siga boyando, boyando, boyando
Yo mismo hago el eco, eco
Es que esto es una tripa de pollo
Se acabó la leche, ah, po', llegó la leche
DJ sin nombre

(translation)

Yeh!
We are not in people, keep floating
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
To the one who passes I will break his head
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
To the one who passes I will break his head (Brr)
To the one who passes I will break his head
To the one who passes I will break his head
(Brr; yeh; yeh!; whoever passes by I'll break his head)
I do not bend, I am cigar, tobacco and cigarette
Do you want me to hit you?
I don't get stuck
The rage runs through my 'vein' when I quit
In your body we emptied 'do' box' 'and casings
The neighborhood got into me, they got into what I'll be
I do not know you, what have you done;
Who are you'?
To' the world wants to record with me
20 thousand 'finite' chain like the Migos
'Toy flying high, I can't even see you with a magnifying glass
Counting 25 million', don't interrupt me'
In the mouth, with the Glock it is pointed at you
And to the cool moms I give the tip
I'm on the street looking for that
I'm eating dough and your bone
Boy, what about that cheese?
We're talking right now that I'm going to have sex
In the street they call me "El Abusador"
In the street they call me "El Abusador"
In the street they call me "The Abuser" (Yeh)
In the street they call me "El Abusador" (Yeh!)
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
To the one who passes I will break his head
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
To the one who passes I will break his head (Brr)
To the one who passes I will break his head
To the one who passes I will break his head
(Brr; yeh; yeh!)
If you didn't eat bone with me, don't eat dough
Don't let it happen to you so there won't be a wake at your house
I never pack myself, I fight like a dog of the breed
The world has too much for me, what's going on?
I go to the neighborhood with my board on my waist
Pile 'and mommy' cool' they want me to give them a waist
I have the flow and the battery is hard
I'm not a pill, but with me it cures you'
In the street they call me "El Abusador"
In the street they call me "El Abusador"
In the street they call me "The Abuser" (Yeh)
In the street they call me "El Abusador"
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
To the one who passes I will break his head
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
Uzi, Glock, shotgun and Beretta
To the one who passes I will break his head (Brr)
To the one who passes I will break his head
To the one who passes I will break his head
(Brr; yeh; yeh!; whoever passes by I'll break his head)
Yeh!
(To the one who passes, I will break 'his head from him)
DJ Flat
Yeh!
I left the track blank for them to sample it
And anyway they don't learn, they don't learn
It's just that they're gross, gross!
Your account is smooth-Simpson
You are small' and with a big mouth, like the toilet
We are not in people, keep floating, floating, floating
I myself do the echo, echo
Is that this is a chicken gut
The milk is over, ah, po', the milk has arrived
DJ with no name