Stop Lyrics – Otein
Singer: Otein
Title: Stop
De-dezbeats to the …
So so so
El 397 u know
Bro Bro stop, sácale el dedo a los cops
Abusando desde menor y cogiendo trote de los del furgón
Bro Bro stop, sácale el dedo a los cops
Abusando desde menor y cogiendo trote de los del furgón
Le mando un saludo a mi hermano mayor
Que no tuvo nada pero repartió
Le mando un saludo a to el que se viro
No me lo contaron por si lo vi yo
3 en un coche tuvimos que huir
{?} sin el carnet de conducir
En otra por patas me tuve quе ir
Porque no me calma ni el Trankimazin
Soy еl mejor bro soy el MVP
Con mi drip ellas se hacen pipi
Antes ninguna me miraba a mi
Ahora quieren salir en el clip
Llegue con mi combo y les sorprendí
Ellos parados como un maniquí
No busco los líos me buscan a mi, soy agresivo como el real madrid
Bro Bro stop, sácale el dedo a los cops
Abusando desde menor y cogiendo trote de los del furgón
Bro Bro stop, sácale el dedo a los cops
Abusando desde menor y cogiendo trote de los del furgón
Delante del juez arreglando conflictos
Yo no estaba a mi no me has visto
Hay muchos tonto que se van de listo y se ponen frescos juran haber visto
En la calle sobran los problemas
El mas loco es el que menos te esperas
Si te tiro te desesperas, llamo al {?} pa’ llenar la cartera
En el drill juego como local, no me pillan el Aubameyang
Hablan de bando, hablan de gang y solo son duros por el Instagram
Si vienen problemas los tuyos no están
Fumo del Magreb en un coche alemán
El {?} lo mezclo con el diazepam
Y me pongo chino mas que Jackie Chan
Salimos la zona tensa tu dime que coño piensas
Fumándome el bate mezclo el chocolate voy a hacer lo que me salga
De la punta del rabo no quiero colabo y tu gente no se salva
Lo que empiezo lo acabo no como esos tontos
Que son tos’ unos boca chanclas
Tu muéveme el booty lento, no me hagas perder el tiempo
Por culpa esa paya me he vuelto un canalla
Y yo te canto lo que siento
Aguantarme por fuera
Lo hago por dentro y dime donde esta tu combo
Por mucho que lo canten viven en un cuento
A mi no me vendáis la moto
Díselo mi Toni que no se confundan que si no le pegamos una tunda
Lo bueno acaba y lo malo abunda
Yo no canto pa’ que a ti te cunda
Diselo mi Toni que no se confundan que si no le pegamos una tunda
Lo bueno acaba y lo malo abunda
Yo no canto pa’ que a ti te cunda
Pa’ controlar hay que estar al mando
Y to esos jambos no valen ni un duro
Los míos no te sacan el Rambo te pegan dos ostias y a tomar por culo
A mi nunca me fue ese rollo de bajar al parque y creerme el mas chulo
Y si paso de toda tu gente
Es porque abren la boca solo para contar bulos
No hago coro con esos tontos
Que dicen que hacen pero no hacen music
Luego los ves por la calle se las dan de algo y son unos p#ssies
Reventar a toda esa gente con un par de barras se me hace muy easy
Ten cuidado lo que vas hablando primo
Porque el asunto es muy dificil
Salimos la zona tensa tu dime que coño piensas
Fumándome el bate mezclo el chocolate voy a hacer lo que me salga
De la punta del rabo no quiero colabo y tu gente no se salva
Lo que empiezo lo acabo no como esos tontos
Que son tos’ unos boca chanclas
397 490 conexión bacana
Dice así hermanito
No hay que hablar mucho
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Stop – English Translation
De-dezbeats to the …
So so
397 U KNOW
BRO BRO STOP, SECALE THE FEK TO THE COPS
Abusing from minor and catching trot of the van
BRO BRO STOP, SECALE THE FEK TO THE COPS
Abusing from minor and catching trot of the van
I send a greeting to my older brother
That he had nothing but he distributed
I send a greeting to the one who turned
They did not tell me in case I saw it
3 in a car we had to flee
{?} without driving license
In another by legs I had to go
Because I do not calm down the trankimazin
I’m еl better bro I’m the mvp
With my Drip they are made pipi
Before none looked at me
Now they want to go out on the clip
I arrived with my combo and I was surprised
They stopped as a mannequin
I do not seek the trouble seeking me, I’m aggressive as Real Madrid
BRO BRO STOP, SECALE THE FEK TO THE COPS
Abusing from minor and catching trot of the van
BRO BRO STOP, SECALE THE FEK TO THE COPS
Abusing from minor and catching trot of the van
In front of the judge arranging conflicts
I was not to me, you have not seen me
There are many silly who leave ready and get fresh swear to have seen
In the street, the problems are left over
The most crazy is the one you least expect
If you throw away you desperate, I call {?} To fill the wallet
In the Drill game as a local, do not catch me the Aubameyang
They talk about side, they talk about Gang and they are only hard for Instagram
If you come your problems yours are not
I smoke from the Maghreb in a German car
{?} Mix with Diazepam
And I get Chinese more than Jackie Chan
We go out the tense area, tell me how p#ss# you think
Smoking me the bat mix the chocolate I will do what comes out
Of the tip of the river I do not want to collaborate and your people are not saved
What I start I just did not like those silly
That are cough ‘mouth flip flops
You move the slow booty, do not make me waste time
Because of that paya I have become a scoundrel
And I sing what I feel
Hold up outside
I do it inside and tell me where your combo is
As much as they sing it live in a story
I do not sell me the bike
Tell my toni that they do not get confused that if we do not hit a tunday
The good ends and the bad abounds
I do not sing pa ‘that you climb
I know my toni that they do not get confused that if we do not hit a tunday
The good ends and the bad abounds
I do not sing pa ‘that you climb
Pa ‘control you have to be in charge
And to those jambos are not worth a hard
Mine do not get you out of the rambo, you hit two ostias and take it
I was never that roll of going down to the park and believe me the greatest
And if I spend all your people
It’s because they open your mouth just to count
I do not make a choir with those fools
Who say they do but they do not do music
Then you see them down the street they give them something and they are some p#ssies
Burst all those people with a couple of bars makes me very easy
Be careful what you are talking about cousin
Because the matter is very difficult
We go out the tense area, tell me how p#ss# you think
Smoking me the bat mix the chocolate I will do what comes out
Of the tip of the river I do not want to collaborate and your people are not saved
What I start I just did not like those silly
That are cough ‘mouth flip flops
397 490 Bacana connection
So little brother says
You do not have to talk a lot
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Lyrics Otein – Stop
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