Lyrics of Una letra mas - T&k

Una letra mas (original)

Is this one let it mute, rimo porque mi salud
Agarro mic, one two, one two
Esto es happy two, quieren rapear, pobres zorras
Y se creen the thugs, acá tenemos mas bolas
Que un fucking pool, tenemos la cancha, también la school
Son, tenemos droga, que te relaja como yoga
Ajá, así se cataloga
No, nunca dialogamos con los toga, no sigan la soga
(What) No me la bajan ni con soda
Te dio un infarto como a Luca Prodan
Still to keep it real, maintain to keep the street for la
Acá el underground es de verdad
Eh yo, Florencio Varela esto es mi ciudad
Crecí rapeando en las vías de mi ciudad
Yo, freestyle ni falta, ready to die, beautiful time
Todo quedo atrás pero me da igual ya
Eh yo, la calle me presto on the mic
Flasheaba escuchando the Busta Rhymes
Ha, yo lo dejo todo por la sonrisa de Ty
Sigo el game desde mi lugar te subo el pulgar y ya
Is this whom o le que, muy distinto de lo que hace usted
Is this whom o le que, one more time, once again
(Yo) Once again, (Yo) once again (Yo, yo)
Is this whom o le que, muy distinto de lo que hace usted
Is this whom o le que, one more time, once again
(Yo) Once again, (Yo) once again (Yo, yo)
Yo escribo como a mí me copa
Yo, ustedes venden su ropa para pegar falopa
De que van a hablar, son cuatro de copas
Me van a ver hasta en la sopa
Eh yo, I like it writing classics, shit
Escribo música para mi' friends
No la escribo para quien, la chupa por un par de cien
Y no entiende bien cómo es este fucking game
Eh yo, del tren solamente me importa el riel (Claro)
Me relaciono con el rap y le soy fiel
Equilibrado como skater, desayunando con Budweiser
No soy un faker, si es lo que creen
Con mi disco yo hice lo que quise (Yao)
Te dejo el culo en Filipinas o Belice
Soy agresivo, si así se dice
Porque veo todo en blanco y grises
Is the u tall winner
Is the u tall winner
Is the u tall winner
Is the u tall winner
Is the u tall winner
Is the u tall winner

(translation)

Is this one let it mute, I rhyme because my health
I grab the mic, one two, one two
This is happy two, they want to rap, poor bitches
And the thugs believe, here we have more balls
What a fucking pool, we have the court, also the school
They are, we have drugs, that relaxes you like yoga
Aha, that's how it's classified
No, we never dialogue with the toga, do not follow the rope
(What) They don't even bring it down with soda
He gave you a heart attack like Luca Prodan
Still to keep it real, maintain to keep the street for the
Here the underground is real
Hey me, Florencio Varela this is my city
I grew up rapping on the tracks of my city
Me, freestyle or missing, ready to die, beautiful time
Everything is left behind but I don't care now
Hey me, the street lends me on the mic
I flashed listening to the Busta Rhymes
Ha, I give it all up for Ty's smile
I follow the game from my place I'll give you a thumbs up and that's it
Is this whom or what, very different from what you do
Is this who or what, one more time, once again
(I) Once again, (I) once again (I, I)
Is this whom or what, very different from what you do
Is this who or what, one more time, once again
(I) Once again, (I) once again (I, I)
I write as I drink
Yo, you sell your clothes to paste falopa
What are they going to talk about, it's four of cups
They will see me even in the soup
Hey me, I like it writing classics, shit
I write music for my friends
I do not write it for who, sucks it for a couple of hundred
And he doesn't quite understand how this fucking game is
Hey me, I only care about the train (Of course)
I relate to rap and I am faithful to it
Balanced as a skater, having breakfast with Budweiser
I'm not a faker, if that's what you think
With my record I did what I wanted (Yao)
I'll leave your ass in the Philippines or Belize
I'm aggressive, if you say so
Cause I see everything in white and gray
Is the u tall winner
Is the u tall winner
Is the u tall winner
Is the u tall winner
Is the u tall winner
Is the u tall winner