Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song La Plaga , by - Tha Mexakinz. Release date: 17.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song La Plaga , by - Tha Mexakinz. La Plaga(original) |
| Uno dos, uno dos El pecador representa |
| De la cuna, asta la tumba |
| Se a escapado el pecador del otro lado, malvado |
| Descontrolado |
| Me queria crusificado, cuidado seria un milagro |
| Si me lleva bajo la corriente, hay suficiente macana para |
| Viejas calientes |
| La plaga no la enfrentes, cierto y verdadero rap pero desde |
| El principio |
| Cambia tu sitio el pecador tampoco juega limpio |
| Te chingaste con mi prisionero que tiene 25 a vida |
| O como una victima del sida, mi boca foja mas tiros que un |
| R 15, Calibre |
| Estilos vienen del cerebros libre, con peticiones para mi |
| Son comos las maldiciones |
| No me afectan, se cagan esos putos que me enfrentan |
| Marchando, como un desfile los tengo a todos formados |
| Gateando |
| Como si fueran mis esclavos, pinche basura no se accepta |
| Este pecador da mas chingadasos que en el cinto de tu jefa |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Tengo la mente entumida, como la mentada cocaina |
| Sorvindo polvora es mi rutina, estilo muy ferozo nunca |
| Dejare mis gueyas |
| La realida, me ensena como un enfermo de la lucemia |
| Se me hace raro cuando enfrentan al senor Navarro |
| Soy como un marro y tu solo eres un jarro |
| Se ve muy claro que pasa si hay una batalla |
| Crusa mi raya desapareses de la pantalla |
| Le a llegado la mala suerte como dos pinches perros |
| Atorados |
| Siganme los malos, trucha |
| No te resvales o te caes en los nopales |
| Quiero darles una desmuestra de los mil vocales |
| Sabes o te haces pendejo apoco no, abrete |
| El pecador es el que redite el microfono |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Es el bellaco debajo que rompe craneos |
| 12 anos en este negosio, preguntale a mi socio |
| Reconosido por varios en diferentes barrios |
| Prendan sus radios mi sonido despierta a los gallos |
| Soy como un roseador, irritante |
| El que se pone adelante suelta lagrimas hacia el instante |
| Mi lengua escupe mas veneno que una cobra que anda suelta |
| Tumbando a gueyes como una escopeta |
| Entra el cifrado el pecador lo a empesado |
| Estacionado en el sur de califas ahi es mi lado claro |
| Apantallando y controlando todo el mapa |
| Ningun escapa, se me rodillan como al papa` |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su madre |
| Soy el pecador y voy hacer un desmadre |
| Y al que no le guste que chinge a su pinche madre |
| El de los mil vocales |
| El pecador brillando en todas areas |
| Controlando los canales |
| (translation) |
| One two, one two The sinner represents |
| From the cradle, to the grave |
| The sinner on the other side has escaped, wicked |
| Uncontrolled |
| He wanted me crucified, careful it would be a miracle |
| If you take me under the current, there's enough baton to |
| hot old women |
| Do not face the plague, true and true rap but from |
| The beginning |
| Change your place the sinner does not play fair either |
| You screwed with my prisoner who has 25 life |
| Or like an AIDS victim, my mouth fires more shots than a |
| R 15, Caliber |
| Styles come from free brains, with requests for me |
| They are like curses |
| They don't affect me, shit those whores who confront me |
| Marching like a parade I got 'em all lined up |
| crawling |
| As if they were my slaves, fucking garbage is not accepted |
| This sinner gives more chingadasos than in the belt of your boss |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| I have a numb mind, like the aforementioned cocaine |
| Sipping gunpowder is my routine, fierce style ever |
| I will leave my gueyas |
| Reality shows me how I am sick with lucemia |
| It seems strange to me when they face Mr. Navarro |
| I'm like a marro and you're just a jug |
| It is very clear what happens if there is a battle |
| Cross my line disappear from the screen |
| Bad luck has come to him like two fucking dogs |
| stuck |
| Follow me the bad guys, trout |
| Do not slip or fall on the nopales |
| I want to give you a sample of the thousand vowels |
| You know or you act like an asshole, not at all, open up |
| The sinner is the one who redeems the microphone |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| It's the rogue below that breaks skulls |
| 12 years in this business, ask my partner |
| Recognized by several in different neighborhoods |
| Turn on your radios my sound wakes up the roosters |
| I'm like a roser, irritating |
| The one who gets ahead sheds tears instantly |
| My tongue spits out more poison than a cobra on the loose |
| Knocking down guys like a shotgun |
| Enter the cipher the sinner has started it |
| Stationed in the south of caliphs there is my light side |
| Shielding and controlling the entire map |
| No one escapes, they kneel to me like the papa` |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his mother |
| I am the sinner and I am going to make a mess |
| And whoever doesn't like it, fuck his fucking mother |
| The one with the thousand vowels |
| The sinner shining in all areas |
| Controlling the channels |