Lyrics Eladio Carrion – AL CAPONEE

AL CAPONEE Lyrics – Eladio Carrion

Singer: Eladio Carrion
Title: AL CAPONEE

(Los coso’, la cone)
(Dinero en drone’)
(Gasolina, no nos clone’)
Yo no tengo cheerleader en mi círculo, ¿donde están tus pompones? (¡Eh!)

No me creo tu rapeo si no vive’ nada de lo que compones (Krr, ¡pah!)
Cuatro millo’ en la caja fuerte solamente en carta ‘e Pokémones (¡Wuh!)
Desde chamaquito estoy rompiendo ritmo’, toto’, culo’ y corazones (¡Yeah!)
No lambones en mi círculo (¡No!)

Cero chotas, no quiero vínculo (¡No!)
Somo’ cuatro en el vehículo (Prr)
‘Tá to’ cuadra’o como un cubículo (Pum)
Tanto money que esto e’ ridículo (¡Pah!)

Esta movie no para, no tiene título
Fumo Backwood de Piccolo
Hey, hey (¡Eh!)
Los coso’, la cone

Dinero en drone’
Gasolina, no no’ clone’
Los coso’ (Ey), la cone (Ey)
Dinero en drone’ (Eh, eh)

Jugando vivo como Al Capone (Eh, ¡eh, eh, prr, eh!)
Louboutin, Gucci, Givenchy (¡Wuh!)
Loco, humilde, como Benji (¡He!)
Tengo la roca, no Jumanji (Krr, ¡pla!)

Un verso, veinte frenchie’ (¡Uh!), yeah
Bad b#tch, tiene el booty grande, par de grande’, así como Doja Cat (Doja Cat)
Ella tiene un man, pero ese man es un p#ss# boy, bomboclaat (Prr), yeah
En el mini van y no e’ pa’ gang-bang, se montan, blam-blam (Prr, prr)

En el Phillie blunt moña que me tiene como Jackie Chan (Prru, prru), yeah (Como Jackie Chan)
Bad b#tch, tiene el booty grande, par de grande’, así como Doja Cat (¡Trra, pa, plo!)
Ella tiene un man, pero e’ un bomboclaat (¡Plo, ey, ey!)
Los coso’, la cone

Dinero en drone’ (Uh)
Gasolina, no no’ clone’ (¡Prr!)
Los coso’, la cone (¡Cone!)
Dinero en drone’

Jugando vivo como Al Capone (¡Vivo!; ¡pah!)
Tiburón, Mark Cuban (Wuh)
Buscándome el queso, blue cheese, no gouda (Gouda)
Ustede’ son como serpiente’, cómo la piel se les muda

Y yo no confío mucho, sí, sí, sí, son Juda’ (Juda’)
Y si, si, si esto fuera España, tú me la suda’ (Suda’)
Freddy Kruger, par de shooter’ con Ruger que son de Pompano (Prr)
Jugamo’ sucio si hay que hacerlo, dirty player, no Lyanno (No Lyanno)

Le dimo’ un pase pa’ que se enfriaran, pero tarde o temprano
Nos lo vamo’ a fumar en Backwoods, son par de gramo’
(Los coso’, la cone
Dinero en drone’

Gasolina, no no’ clone’
Los coso’, la cone
Dinero en drone’
Jugando vivo como Al Capone)
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AL CAPONEE – English Translation

(The cosa ‘, the cone)
(Money in drone ‘)
(Gasoline, do not click ‘)
I do not have Cheerleader in my circle, where are your pompoms? (Hey!)

I do not believe your rapping if he does not live ‘nothing of what you compose (KRR, PAH!)
Four Millo ‘in the safe only in letter’ E Pokémon (Wuh!)
From Chamaquito I am breaking rhythm ‘, Toto’, Ass’ and Hearts (Yeah!)
NO LAMBONS IN MY CIRCLE (NO!)

Zero kota, I do not want link (no!)
Somo ‘four in the vehicle (PRR)
‘Tá to’ quadratus as a cubicle (pum)
Both Money that this e ‘ridiculous (PAH!)

This movie does not stop, it has no title
Smoking Backwood of Piccolo
Hey, Hey (Eh!)
The cosa ‘, the cone

Money in drone ‘
Gasoline, no no ‘clone’
The cosa ‘(EY), the CONE (EY)
Money in Drone ‘(EH, EH)

Playing alive as Al Capone (Eh, Hey, Eh, PRR, Eh!)
Louboutin, Gucci, Givenchy (Wuh!)
Crazy, humble, like Benji (He!)
I have the rock, not jumanji (KRR, PLA!)

A verse, twenty Frenchie ‘(Uh!), Yeah
Bad b#tch, has the Booty Grande, Torque de Grande ‘, as well as Doja Cat (Doja Cat)
She has a man, but that man is a p#ss# Boy, Bomboclaat (PRR), Yeah
In the Mini Van and I do not e ‘Pa’ Gang-Bang, they are mounted, Blam-Blam (PRR, PRR)

At the Phillie Blunt Bretña that you have me like Jackie Chan (Prru, Prru), Yeah (like Jackie Chan)
Bad b#tch, she has the big booty, pair of great ‘, as well as Doja Cat (TRRA, PA, PLO!)
She has a man, but e ‘a bomboclaat (PLO, EY, EY!)
The cosa ‘, the cone

Money in Drone ‘(Uh)
Gasoline, no no ‘clone’ (PRR!)
The Coso ‘, the Cone (Cone!)
Money in drone ‘

Playing alive as Al Capone (Live!; Pah!)
Tiburon, Mark Cuban (WUH)
Looking for me cheese, Blue Cheese, not Gouda (Gouda)
Ustede ‘are like snake’, how the skin is moved

And I do not trust much, yes, yes, yes, they are Juda ‘(Juda’)
And yes, yes, if this were Spain, you sweat ‘(sweats’)
Freddy Kruger, Shooter pair with Ruger who are from Pompano (PRR)
Jugamo ‘dirty if you have to do it, Dirty Player, not Lyanno (not Lyanno)

He gave him ‘a pass pass to cool, but sooner or later
We see it ‘to smoking in Backwoods, they are gram pair’
(The cosa ‘, the cone
Money in drone ‘

Gasoline, no no ‘clone’
The cosa ‘, the cone
Money in drone ‘
Playing alive as Al Capone)
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Lyrics Eladio Carrion – AL CAPONEE

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