Lyrics Callejero Fino – AL PISO

AL PISO Lyrics – Callejero Fino

Singer: Callejero Fino
Title: AL PISO

Hagan caso, pa’ las rocha’ beso’ y pa’ lo’ gile’ rafagazo’, turra
Que se ajusten la’ zapa’
Que me escapé de la gorra que me corre y me corre pero nunca me atrapa
Hoy me vuelo sin capa

Hoy vuelvo como quiero, total ya conozco el mapa
Yo siempre estoy piola
Siempre tengo anteojo’ pa’ chapear lo’ ojo’ que siempre están rojo’
Yo siempre estoy piola

Dale, Alan, tirá el sonido que le gusta a la vagancia
Yo siempre estoy piola
Que tengo a las turra’ perreando hasta el piso mi RKT
Tengo a las cheta’ bailando guaracha gangster, sabes cómo e’

Cuando llegamo’ al baile, frenamo’ los coche’
Parece que entro a la cancha, en mi espalda la 10
Si caigo yo, caen cien
Al piso (Ey, ey)

La mecha corte cuelga y los coche’ sonando ATR en el piso
Al piso (Ey, ey)
Si en la barra está la banda, tu guacha lo ve y siempre lo mueve
Al piso (Jajaja)

Al piso, al piso, al piso, al piso
Al piso, al piso, al piso, al piso (Jajajaja)
Pasen pa’l after, flow Schumacher
Yo soy el master, le doy blam-blam (Pa’l piso) a lo gangster

Suena el Pity, suena Blaster
Casaca y el fly, turro 〈.?.〉 flaite (Al piso)
Una casaca de los Laker’
Prendo un leño que no es de lighter (Al piso)

Encapsulado voy a lo Buzz Lightyear
En el ainte, no fuercen, no intenten ni traiquen (Al piso)
Gato’, zarpen, dando tabla a lo skater (Al piso)
Mi cerebro está on fire, si peleo doy patada’ a lo Street Fighter

Toxi, caile, que vamo’ pa’l baile
¿Hablamo’ en seña’ o hablamo’ en braille? (Al piso)
Más rima’ que un freestyler
Que esto es Argentina, meta gira en Buenos Aire’

Birra, vino, fernet, si ya me conocé’
¿Qué te hace’? No te regalé’
No te regalé’, no te regalé
Que se tire, que ando con setenta

Al piso (Tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra)
Al piso (Tra, tra, tra, tra)
Pa’ que te calle’
Al piso (Tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra)

Al piso (Tra, tra, tra, tra)
Que tengo a las turra’ perreando hasta el piso mi RKT (Tra, tra, tra, tra)
Te-Tengo a las cheta’ bailando guaracha gangster, sabes cómo e’
Al piso

Al piso (Al piso)
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AL PISO – English Translation

Listen, pa ‘Las Rocha’ kiss’ and pa ‘lo’ gile ‘Rafagazo’, Turra
That the ‘zapa’ are adjusted
That I escaped from the cap that runs and runs but never catches me
TODAY I FLACE ME

Today I come back as I want, I already know the map
I’m always piola
I always have a job ‘pa’ chapear how ‘Eye’ that are always red ‘
I’m always piola

Give him, Alan, throws the sound that the laziness likes
I’m always piola
I have the Turra ‘perreating my RKt to the floor
I have the Cheta ‘Dancing Guaracha Gangster, you know how e’

When he arrived ‘to the dance, freno’ the car ‘
It seems that I enter the court, on my back the 10
If I fall, they fall a hundred
To the floor (ey, ey)

The cut fuse hangs and the car ‘sounding at the floor
To the floor (ey, ey)
If the band is in the bar, your guacha sees it and always moves it
To the floor (hahaha)

To the floor, to the floor, to the floor, to the floor
To the floor, to the floor, to the floor, to the floor (hahahaha)
PAST PA’L AFTER, FLOW SCHUMACHER
I am the Master, I give it blam-blam (pa’l floor) to the gangster

The Pity sounds, sounds blast
Casaca and El Fly, Turro 〈?.〉 Flaite (to the floor)
A Laker Jacket ‘
I set a wood that is not from Lightter (to the floor)

Encapsulated I go to the Buzz Lightyear
In the Ainte, they do not force, do not try or traiquen (to the floor)
Cat ‘, sail, giving table to skater (to the floor)
My brain is on fire, if I fight, I kicked ‘Street Fighter

Toxi, Caile, that vamo ‘pa’l dance
Do you speak ‘in sign’ or speak ‘in Braille? (To the ground)
More rhyme ‘than a freestyler
That this is Argentina, goal turns in good air ‘

Birra, wine, fernet, if I already met ‘
What makes you ‘? I didn’t give you ‘
I didn’t give you, ‘I didn’t give you
That is thrown away, that I am with seventy

To the floor (tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra)
To the floor (tra, tra, tra, tra)
Pa ‘what you street’
To the floor (tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra, tra)

To the floor (tra, tra, tra, tra)
I have the Turra ‘perreating my RKt to the floor (tra, tra, tra, tra)
I have the chetea ‘dancing Guaracha Gangster, you know how e’
To the ground

To the floor (to the floor)
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Lyrics Callejero Fino – AL PISO

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