Lyrics Skorpion YF – Franela Manchada

Franela Manchada Lyrics – Skorpion YF

Singer: Skorpion YF
Title: Franela Manchada

Yo no me bloqueó porque yo tengo la clave, ando volando más que todas las aves
No hables de los míos si no sabes o a tu familia llegaran funerales
Como Lakers llegando a las finales no te compares no somos iguales
Tú sólo cantas para redes sociales, yo salgo en mis temas con cosas reales

La Franela Manchada de todo el trabajo que llevo sólo en la carrera
El corazón limpio con la mente sucia escribo y explotó la estopera
Ahora hay mas traperos falsos de plástico que huеcos en la carretera
Hablando dе calle, y sus codigos, sin saber que de eso no habla cualquiera

X2
Z76
La calle esta caliente, si te da miedo quemarte, móntate en la acera
Nosotros tapados cubiertos con pasamontañas y la gorra de marca New Era

Ustedes nombrando a su ganga y más de uno con la poli coopera
Buscando los verdes cuidado con los verdes por caminos verdes subiendo escaleras
Adrenalina corre por mis venas, cuando la pista Grimmode es quien la suena
Ellos se meten al game y se queman hablando de ghetto y en su barrio dan pena

Dinero en la foto y fantasmas en cartera, novatos queriendo seguir mi sistema
Terminan siendo la copia de la copia de la copia de todos mis temas…
La Franela Manchada de todas las veces que caímos en la acera
El corazón vació con la mente llena de ideas que ninguno frena

Ahora no hay Trap de verdad porque muchos se venden por par de monedas
Y yo no vendo a mi combo porque valen más que la fama pasajera
X2
Hey, Wait, P!%& yo soy la ley

Tengo un ángel a mi lado, me siento en L.A
Hey, Wait, P!%& yo soy la ley
Yeah, Trill Never Fake, Yeah, Nos salimos del Pain
El Demonio de La Tinta como Kendo

El diablo vendiendo al lado sonriendo
Quiere firmarme pero no me vendo
Por eso enemigos hablan de mi Bando
Pero no creo en lo que dicen

Sus novias son buenas actrices
Juran que las tienen felices
Y tiran mensaje pa’ que la visiten
La Franela Manchada de todo el trabajo que llevo sólo en la carrera

El corazón limpio con la mente sucia escribo y explotó la estopera
Ahora hay mas traperos falsos de plástico que huecos en la carretera
Hablando de calle y sus codigos sin saber que de eso no habla cualquiera
La Franela Manchada de todas las veces que caímos en la acera

El corazón vacío con la mente llena de ideas que ninguno frena
Ahora no hay Trap de verdad porque muchos se venden por par de monedas
Y yo no vendo a mi combo porque valen mas que fama pasajera…
SK – YF

Zurdo 76
Cassiel Av
Young Flame Beatz
Bájale dos, a tu palabreo chimbo que esa $&%$ no sirve aquí
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Franela Manchada – English Translation

I did not bloc me because I have the key, I fly more than all birds
Do not talk about mine if you don’t know or your family will arrive funerals
Like Lakers arriving at the finals do not compare you are not equal
You only sing for social networks, I go out on my issues with real things

The stained flannel of all the work that I carry only in the race
The clean heart with a dirty mind writes and exploded the steope
Now there are more false plastic trappers than Huventas on the road
Speaking of street, and his codes, not knowing that anyone’s not talking about

X2
Z76
The street is hot, if you are afraid to burn, get on the sidewalk
We covered with balaclavas and the new brand cap was

You naming your bargain and more than one with the Poli Coopera
Looking for green beware of the green on green roads, uploading stairs
Adrenaline runs through my veins, when the grimmode track is the one who sounds it
They get into the game and burn talking about Ghetto and in their neighborhood they are sorry

Money in the photo and ghosts in portfolio, newbies wanting to follow my system
They end up being the copy of the copy of the copy of all my songs …
The stained flannel of every time we fall on the sidewalk
The heart emptied with the mind full of ideas that none slows

Now there is no really trap because many are sold by pair of coins
And I don’t sell my combo because they are worth more than passenger fame
X2
Hey, wait, p!%& I’m the law

I have an angel by my side, I feel in L.A
Hey, wait, p!%& I’m the law
Yeah, Trill Never Fake, Yeah, we left Pain
The ink demon like kendo

The devil selling to the side smiling
He wants to sign me but I don’t sell myself
That’s why enemies talk about my side
But I don’t believe in what they say

His girlfriends are good actresses
They swear that they have them happy
And they throw message to visit it
The stained flannel of all the work that I carry only in the race

The clean heart with a dirty mind writes and exploded the steope
Now there are more false plastic trappers than holes on the road
Speaking of street and its codes without knowing that anyone does not speak of
The stained flannel of every time we fall on the sidewalk

The empty heart with a mind full of ideas that none slows
Now there is no really trap because many are sold by pair of coins
And I don’t sell my combo because they are worth more than fame passenger …
SK – YF

Left -handed 76
CASSIEL AV
Young Flame Beatz
Get two, to your chimbo word that this $ &%$ does not work here
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Lyrics Skorpion YF – Franela Manchada

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