Chilling Lyrics – Akaise
Singer: Akaise
Title: Chilling
A lomos de un beat del Willy
Pateo la street como si fuera mi queli, chilling
Pillo el boli, sol y porro con el Prim y el Soli
Holly sh#t, tengo que generar money
Honey no problem, estoy quemando el polen
Me ponen su rap y me hacen sentir como un golem
No soy tan joven, pero ven, que escupo crudo
Hago rap duro, puro para que se floten
Como yo cuando me calzo bambas nuevas
Prueba de mi suela, soy mi propia escuela y me la pela tu rollito
Eso aquí no vale, va? les follo otro poquito
Vienen de subidos sin haber pillado un micro
f#ck, f#ck, pillo el clap, lío la de Cristo
Te da el amarillo si eres el dos de mi pisto
Mis tonos guapos como hierba antes del frasco
Si vienes a ganar te vas a llevar un chasco
Bailo sin ascos debajo del chubasco
Me ponen mas nervioso que estrellarse en un atasco
Masco, dejo muesca, les molesta que soy bueno en esto
Apesta, solo mierda, pillo hierba y todo ready fiera
Solo espera, que ya llegará mi hora
Soy mejor que to tu clan pero sin tanta envidia fuera
Soy la furia de cualquiera que se enfrente al día a día
Escribiendo sobre un beat del William con la sangre fría
Esto se graba un jueves entre clase y curro idiota
Mi disco se queda lejos de la peli donde quieres ser el prota
Me calzo las Nikes con pota
Esto es lo que hay, por mi guay si no lo compras
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Chilling – English Translation
On loins of a beat of willy
Pateo the street as if it were my Queli, Chilling
Pillo El Boli, Sun and Porro with the Prim and Soli
Holly sh#t, I have to generate money
Honey no problem, I’m burning pollen
They put their rap and make me feel like a golem
I’m not so young, but come, what raw spit
I do hard rap, pure so that they float
Like me when I walk my new bambas
Try my sole, I’m my own school and I peel your roll
That’s right here, it’s going? I f#ck you another little
Come from uploaded without having caught a micro
f#ck, f#ck, I get the clap, a mess that of Christ
Gives you yellow if you are the two of my pisto
My handsome tones as grass before the bottle
If you come to win you will wear a chasque
Booth without ascas under the chubasco
They make me more nervous than crashing on a jam
Masco, I leave notch, it bothers you that I’m good at this
Stink, just f#cking, grass f#ck and everything ready fiera
Just wait, that my time will come
I’m better than your clan but without so much envious
I am the fury of anyone who faces day by day
Writing about a Beat of William with cold blood
This is recorded a Thursday between class and Idiot Curro
My album stays away from the movie where you want to be the prota
I walk the Nikes with Pota
This is what there is, for my cool if you do not buy it
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Lyrics Akaise – Chilling
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