No me tapes Remix Lyrics – Percless
Singer: Percless
Title: No me tapes Remix
Parte I
Chu-chu-a, chu-chu-a, chu-chú-pamela
Antes muerto estaba y ahora me siento inmortal
Y tú, tú, ¿dónde vas? Un-un tiro más
Deja a los Peaky Blinders, ¿no te lo enseñó papá?
Full full, fumigar desbancando a los Men In Black
¡Uh, uh! Tommy Gun. Doy más miedo que Sullyvan
La palanca de A todos gas. Mu-mu-mucho más
A la mierda tu Gucci Gang, he vuelto con mis hooligans
¡Ey! Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítate del medio y no me…
Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítate del medio y no me…
Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítate del medio y no me…
Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítame del medio y no me…
¡Ey! Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítate del medio y no me…
Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítate del medio y no me…
Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítate del medio y no me…
Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítame del medio y no me…
Quítate del medio y no me tapes, no me tapes
¿qué vas a hacer? Coge papel, apúntame
Tiro en la sien, a harambe. Da igual lo grande
Que sea lo que tengas delante
Inténtalo fuerte y reza por que
Tu lado se decante
Operamos sin guante
Te llevamos con Caronte
No irás a ninguna parte
Es la primera vez que nuestra ciudad
Se encuentra al fin con un tema de este porte
We the 5 knighs, my face in the press-
Using my mind, my head is a mes
THC, got ghosts on my chest
Tiro de fuera apuntándome 3
No me tapes, no te quiero ver
Es el remix, nuestra cara en papel
Quiero las puertas suicidas del fandom
Quiero el dónde, el cómo y el cuánto
Dámelo pintado en negro cobalto
A 10 segundos de pegar el salto
El Tetarrossa de Burago
Ven, que te invito a un trago
Estás pendiente de to’ lo que saco
Y ahora que tengo los medios lo plasmo
Y nadie les tapa a los G de la city
Porque todos saben quién manda
Estamos tirando un remix a los temas
Y marcándonos la de Panda
Ahora me quieren ver y mis temas cantan
Esto está sonando hasta en Las Ramblas
n#gg#, n#gg#, bam, bam
Esta mierda si es flow a la carta
Vamos a dejar a tos’ sin carga. (Air Max)
Ahora tos’ llevan mis bambas
Andan entrando a las discos en chándal
Tantas veces intentan tirarme pero
Ellos no tienen mis tablas
Y hablan de mí porque quieren sonar como yo
Con Per, y con Souken, con Occre y con Rouss
Esto son dosis de flow, yeah
Y ahora quítate del medio y no…
¡Ey! Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítate del medio y no me…
Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítate del medio y no me…
Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítate del medio y no me…
Quítate del medio y no me tapes
Quítame del medio y no me…
En edición…
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net
You can purchase their music thru Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Other Popular Songs:
Sace Snake - Хоровод
Percless - Eutanasia
No me tapes Remix – English Translation
Part I
Chu-Chu-A, Chu-Chu-A, Chu-Chú-Pamela
Before dead was and now I feel immortal
And you, you, where are you going? One-shot more
Leave the Peak Blinders, did not Dad taught you?
Full Full, Fumigate Unsoving the Men in Black
Uh, uh! Tommy Gun. I give more fear than Sullyvan
The lever of all gas. Mu-mu-much more
f#ck your Gucci Gang, I have returned with my hooligans
Hey! Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Take off from the middle and I do not …
Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Take off from the middle and I do not …
Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Take off from the middle and I do not …
Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Remove from the middle and I do not …
Hey! Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Take off from the middle and I do not …
Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Take off from the middle and I do not …
Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Take off from the middle and I do not …
Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Remove from the middle and I do not …
Take off from the middle and do not cover me, do not cover me
what are you going to do? Coge Paper, Sign Me
Shot on the temple, to Harambe. It does not matter how big
That is what you have in front
Try strong and pray because
Your side is decante
We operate without glove
We take you with caron
You will not go anywhere
It’s the first time our city
Is at last with a theme of this porte
We The 5 Knighs, My Face in The Press-
Using My Mind, My Head Is a Month
THC, GOT GHOSTS ON MY CHEST
Shot of outside pointing at me 3
Do not Tapes, I do not want to see you
Is the remix, our face on paper
I want the suicide doors of the fandom
I want the where, how and how much
Make it painted in black cobalt
10 seconds to hit the jump
The tetarross of Burago
Come, that I invite you to a drink
You are pending to ‘what I take
And now that I have the media plasm it
And nobody covers the G of the City
Because everyone knows who sends
We are pulling a remix to themes
And marking the panda
Now they want to see me and my songs sing
This is ringing even in Las Ramblas
n#gg#, n#gg#, Bam, Bam
This sh#t if it is flow à la carte
We are going to leave cough ‘without load. (Air Max)
Now coughs’ carry my bambas
They are entering the discs in Tracksuit
So many times try to throw me but
They do not have my tables
And they talk about me because they want to sound like me
With per, and with Souken, with the Occre and Rouss
This is dose of Flow, Yeah
And now take off from the middle and not …
Hey! Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Take off from the middle and I do not …
Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Take off from the middle and I do not …
Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Take off from the middle and I do not …
Take off from the middle and do not cover me
Remove from the middle and I do not …
In Edition …
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net
Lyrics Percless – No me tapes Remix
Kindly like and share our content. Please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all songs.
We don’t provide any MP3 Download, please support the artist by purchasing their music 🙂
You can purchase their music thru Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases