More songs by Brray
Description
Vocalist, Composer Lyricist: Brray
Producer: PLYBCK
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: NandoBeatz
A& R: Bere Gonzalo
Aand Radministrator: Victor Damian Rodriguez
Composer Lyricist: Lamoon
Lyrics and translation
Original
¿Y quién tocó ese violín?
Playback, playback music, playback, playback music, playback music.
Arre, pégale ahí.
¡Shh!
Yeah. Desde siempre me la busco, pero a veces me la encontré.
No confío en estas putas, pero se van de tres en tres.
Tengo historias de esas que si las cuento no me las creen. Me la hicieron, la cobré, el respeto no lo compré.
Fresh y, fresh y de pie a cabeza, no faltan en la mesa, las bambas y la pesa, limonada de frambuesa.
Quieren problemas, qué pereza, el palo al flaco no le pesa, no es de adornar la pieza, le dicen la rompecabezas. Mírate, mírame, no es el mismo nivel.
Por la altura y por la nota no lo puedo nivel.
Cinco jonas to' me tienen, no le bajo ni un decibel. Cuando muera no voy a volver, suelto el cash y lo vamos a ver.
Y que llueva el cachi, el Big Papa y Pachi.
Ponte bruto y te descontinuamos como Banshee.
Ta' to' Gucci y Versace, tranqui en el Puchi Pachi, y te prendemos todas las guitarras si bajan los mariachis.
Y, y, y que llueva el cachi, y que llueva el cachi. En el putero hasta con la doña ponga a volar el cachi.
Y que llueva el cachi, y que llueva el cachi.
Me gasto el cash y hago más cash, y ya se me hace muy fácil. Llegamos a todos lados, conectados, diplomáticos.
Ya no hay que roncarle, el aura los deja estáticos.
Tú los ves raros porque en el fondo son fanáticos, pero que se aclaren o hacemos que entren en pánico. Esta pinta no es de
Pinterest, muy en alta, Everest. Esa es tu gata, chévere.
La veo curiosa, pero no es que yo tenga interés. ¿Qué? ¿Ah, que no me crees?
De seguro sí, si se lo pongo, la pongo a valer. Bobolón, tú no matas, eso lo hacen tus panas.
Deja de frontear con lo que ni haces.
Con place tu brother roncando de lana, las ovejas negras haciendo que las cosas pasen. Tú eres bandido de bandido, frase.
No te para el turno esperando la base, ni te creas que por estar en el case no están descifrados los quinientos disfraces.
Cerrando negocios entre privados, a ti los exploto sin ver el estado.
Deja la perse, que soy casado, la doña es la que me recluta el ganado. La sagrada familia como los cordiones.
No rompemos la meta por putas ni por los millones. Que llueva el cachi, el Big Papa y Pachi.
Ponte bruto y te descontinuamos como Banshee.
Ta' to' Gucci y Versace, tranqui en el Puchi Pachi, y te prendemos todas las guitarras si bajan los mariachis.
Y, y, y que llueva el cachi, y que llueva el cachi. En el putero hasta con la doña ponga a volar el cachi.
Y que llueva el cachi, y que llueva el cachi.
Me gasto el cash y hago más cash, y ya se me hace muy fácil, wo.
English translation
And who played that violin?
Playback, playback music, playback, playback music, playback music.
Arre, hit him there.
Shh!
Yeah. I've always looked for it, but sometimes I found it.
I don't trust these whores, but they go three by three.
I have stories like those that if I tell them, they don't believe me. They did it to me, I paid for it, I didn't buy the respect.
Fresh and fresh and from head to toe, there is no shortage of sneakers and raspberry lemonade on the table.
They want problems, how lazy, the stick doesn't weigh on the weak guy, it's not about decorating the piece, they call it the puzzle. Look at you, look at me, it's not the same level.
Because of the height and the grade, I can't level it.
Five jonas have me, I don't lower it even a decibel. When I die I'm not going to come back, I'll drop the cash and we'll see.
And let it rain the cachi, the Big Papa and Pachi.
Get gross and we'll discontinue you as Banshee.
Ta' to' Gucci and Versace, calm down at Puchi Pachi, and we'll turn on all the guitars if the mariachis come down.
And, and, and let the cachi rain, and let the cachi rain. In the whorehouse, even with the lady, I made the cachi fly.
And let the cachi rain, and let the cachi rain.
I spend the cash and make more cash, and it is now very easy for me. We reach everywhere, connected, diplomatic.
There is no need to snore them anymore, the aura leaves them static.
You see them as strange because deep down they are fanatics, but let them clarify or we will make them panic. This look is not
Pinterest, very high, Everest. That's your cat, cool.
I find her curious, but it's not that I have any interest. That? Oh, you don't believe me?
Surely yes, if I put it on her, I'll make her count. Bobolón, you don't kill, that's what your friends do.
Stop fronting with what you don't even do.
With pleasure your brother snoring wool, the black sheep making things happen. You are a bandit's bandit, phrase.
Don't stop your shift waiting for the base, nor do you think that because you are in the case that the five hundred costumes haven't been deciphered.
By closing businesses between private parties, I exploit you without seeing the state.
Leave it alone, I'm married, the lady is the one who recruits my cattle. The sacred family like the cordiones.
We don't break the goal for whores or for millions. Let it rain the cachi, the Big Papa and Pachi.
Get gross and we'll discontinue you as Banshee.
Ta' to' Gucci and Versace, calm down at Puchi Pachi, and we'll turn on all the guitars if the mariachis come down.
And, and, and let the cachi rain, and let the cachi rain. In the whorehouse, even with the lady, I made the cachi fly.
And let the cachi rain, and let the cachi rain.
I spend the cash and make more cash, and it's already very easy for me, wo.