Lyrics Peter Parkinson, Hooder & Adamantium Golden – Lakra

Lakra Lyrics – Peter Parkinson, Hooder & Adamantium Golden

Singer: Peter Parkinson, Hooder & Adamantium Golden
Title: Lakra

Esto no es pa´ la radio
Programas sociales
Familiares carcelarios (Youh, eh!)
Sangre en el barrio

De quien eran hermanos
Caliente como El Cairo (Youh, eh!)
Caliente como el culo de esa hoe
Me dijo “dale”, yo no dije “no”

Guitarras y cepas exóticas
Atenúan una hora caótica
Palpando siluetas icónicas
Buscando una tierra qué dominar

Por lo siglos de los siglos
Todo se descompone, termina su ciclo
Cobrándome to´ como el fisco
Me pasé de listo, estoy más cerca del exilio

Estoy más cеrca del alivio
Hasta donde tope contigo
Hasta dondе tope contigo (Yeh!)
Vi a mi carnal sangrar, a mi primo también

Se fue tu papá, creciste sin él
Desde donde estoy todo se puede ver
Y se siente cómo retumba en la cien
Hiede a puro lakra los tenemos que eliminar

Llama en la madrugada dice “nadie es similar”
Aprendiste a cómo ser magnífica
Después de que te quise, ma (x2)
Esto no es pa´ la radio

Programas sociales
Familiares carcelarios (Youh, eh!)
Sangre en el barrio
De quien eran hermanos

Caliente como El Cairo (Youh, eh!)
Caliente como el culo de esa hoe
Me dijo “dale”, yo no dije “no”
Lo que quiero sentir no lo encuentro aquí

Mami tu cuerpo está clean, tiene que ser pa´ mí
Ya me han hecho pecar las drugs y la street
Porque no encuentro aquí lo que quiero sentir
La dicotomía me mantiene sonriendo

Una bomba de tiempo, sueño con el mar
El dolor lo conozco perfecto
Y aunque es incorrecto, me quiero disparar
Pero trancas, viejo

Genero pa´ la mom
Pa las girls, pa las hoes
Manejando mi block
Rellenando la bong

Estoy mucho mejor
Si no hablamos de amor
Esa no es mi intención
Sé que me hablaste

Porque quieres del mate
Que pone loca a tu amiga
Me echa llamada, la miro en el parque
Sé que me hablaste

Porque quieres del mate
Que pone loca a tu amiga
Me echa llamada, la miro en el parque
Esto no es pa´ la radio

Programas sociales
Familiares carcelarios (Youh, eh!)
Sangre en el barrio
De quien eran hermanos

Caliente como El Cairo (Youh, eh!)
Caliente como el culo de esa hoe
Me dijo “dale”, yo no dije “no”
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Lakra – English Translation

This is not for the radio
Social programs
Family prisoners (Youh, Eh!)
Blood in the neighborhood

Who were brothers
Hot like Cairo (Youh, Eh!)
Hot as the #ss of that hoe
He told me “Dale”, I did not say “no”

Guitars and exotic strains
Attenuate a chaotic hour
Talling iconic silhouettes
Looking for a land what to dominate

For centuries of the centuries
Everything is decomposed, its cycle ends
Covering to’ like the treasury
I spent ready, I’m closer to exile

I’m more CERCA
As far as stop with you
Until Dondo Tope Contigo (Yeh!)
I saw my carnal bleeding, my cousin too

Your dad left, you grew up without him
From where am I everything can be seen
And it feels how it rumbles in the hundred
IGE TO PURO LAKRA We have to eliminate

Call at dawn says “nobody is similar”
You learned how to be magnificent
After I loved you, ma (x2)
This is not for the radio

Social programs
Family prisoners (Youh, Eh!)
Blood in the neighborhood
Who were brothers

Hot like Cairo (Youh, Eh!)
Hot as the #ss of that hoe
He told me “Dale”, I did not say “no”
What I want to feel I can not find it here

Mommy your body is Clean, it has to be pa’ me
I have already been sinning the drugs and the street
Because I do not find here what I want to feel
The dichotomy keeps me smiling

A time pump, dream with the sea
The pain I know it perfectly
And although it is incorrect, I want to shoot
But tranches, old

GENERO PA ‘THE MOM
Pa Las Girls, Pa Las Hoes
Managing my Block.
Filling the bong

I am much better
If we do not talk about love
That’s not my intention
I know you told me

Because you want from the mate
That puts your friend crazy
I’m calling, I look at her in the park
I know you told me

Because you want from the mate
That puts your friend crazy
I’m calling, I look at her in the park
This is not for the radio

Social programs
Family prisoners (Youh, Eh!)
Blood in the neighborhood
Who were brothers

Hot like Cairo (Youh, Eh!)
Hot as the #ss of that hoe
He told me “Dale”, I did not say “no”
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net

Lyrics Peter Parkinson, Hooder & Adamantium Golden – Lakra

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