Fa-c7 – Mood

Fa-c7 Mood

Fa-c7 – Mood Lyrics

Artist: Fa-c7
Song: Mood

Yeah, yeah
Trescientos tres dame la muestra
¡Hey!
Llegó el que en corto las conecta

Alerta, bajo del cerro en camioneta
Aprieta, esas nalgas andan sueltas
La neta no me detiene una escopeta
El que cargo con machete mucho antes que una pluma

El que hablaba con el sol, pero desposo a la luna
Hakuna Mata tantos cuántos puedas
Si oyeras la mierda que cosechan en esta era
Big y Tupac se cagarían en su tumba

Retumba mi sonido que te alumbra
Yo no confío ni en mi sombra pana
Vamos pa´ dela haciendo historia como nunca
Puro latino ahora se cuelgan “las dé oro”

Rimas y porros bien reunidos en un coro
Las acomodo una a una les doy todo
Cacha de hueso un cargador Pow
Balas de plomo

Nos rompemos el lomo como jauría de lobos
Caminando al éxodo pa´ no estancarme en el lodo
Cuatro por cuatro yo lo doy todo
Este es mi modo metal letal real siempre los jodo

¡Hey!
Llegó el que en corto las conecta
Alerta, bajo del cerro en camioneta
Aprieta, esas nalgas andan sueltas

La neta no me detiene una escopeta
¡Hey!
Llegó el que en corto la conecta
Alerta, bajo del cerro en camioneta

Aprieta, esas nalgas andan sueltas
La neta no me detiene una escopeta
Rompí la tráquea de mis enemigos
Sé que eran furtivos perdieron conmigo

Navego sin miedo busco mi objetivo
Negocio Fo Real billetes por kilos
Mi métrica apunta dispara no falla
Canallas conectó puños en su cara

Frecuencia alterada katana en la cuadra
Victoria alcanzada subiendo el estilo
Wow
Vaya

Directamente del Under
Disparó textos perfectos igual que un revolver
Inyecto heroínas sin torniquete zoquete ya te la “Cypress”
Relleno tu cypher de golpes

Evite doblar las manos con tu elite
Levite con golpes crudos siempre al límite
Recite versos de vidas que ya transite
¡Ya lo ves rey aquí solo tú sensei!

Rima latina mi esgrima
Cautivo la escena en la cima
Mi clima se eleva hasta lima
Yo siempre les dejo propina

Soltando resina en tarima
Yo parto fácil tu autoestima
La droga que traigo es muy fina
Con Donatz llegamos hasta arriba

¡Hey!
Llegó el que en corto las conecta
Alerta, bajo del cerro en camioneta
Aprieta, esas nalgas andan sueltas

La neta no me detiene una escopeta
¡Hey!
Llegó el que en corto las conecta
Alerta, bajo del cerro en camioneta

Aprieta, esas nalgas andan sueltas
La neta no me detiene una escopeta
Yeah desde Hope man
Ya te la sabes así es el modo

Ha, ha
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Mood Lyrics – English Translation

Yeah, yeah.
Three hundred three give me the sample
Hey!
The one that in short connects

Alert, Bajo del Cerro in Vante
Squeeze, those buttocks walk loose
The net does not stop a shotgun
The position with machete long before a pen

He who spoke with the sun, but left to the moon
Hakuna kills so many how many can
If you hear the sh#t they harvest in this era
Big and Tupac would sh#t on his grave

Rumble my sound that you light up
I do not trust or in my corduroy
Come on, making history like never
Pure Latin now hang “Golden”

Rhymes and well-gathered pores in a choir
The accommodate one to one I give everything
Bone chat a POW charger
Lead bullets

We break the loin as a wolk pack
Walking to the exodus for not staging in the mud
Four for four I give everything
This is my real lethal metal mode always the jodo

Hey!
The one that in short connects
Alert, Bajo del Cerro in Vante
Squeeze, those buttocks walk loose

The net does not stop a shotgun
Hey!
The one that in short connects arrived
Alert, Bajo del Cerro in Vante

Squeeze, those buttocks walk loose
The net does not stop a shotgun
I broke the trachea of ​​my enemies
I know they were furtive lost with me

Navigate without fear I am looking for my goal
Business Fo Real Banknotes per kilos
My metric points shoot does not fail
Canallas connected fists on his face

Altered frequency Katana on the block
Victory achieved up the style
Wow.
Wow

Directly from the Under.
She shot perfect texts like a revolver
her#ine inject without a swimming zoakte and the “Cypress”
Fill your Cypher of blows

Avoid bending your hands with your elite
Levite with raw blows always to the limit
Recite verses of lives that already transite
You see it King here Only You Sensei!

Rhyme latina my fencing
Captive the scene at the top
My climate rises to Lima
I always leave them tips

Releasing resin in Tarmi
I care is easy for your self-esteem
The drug that I bring is very thin
With Donatz we arrived up

Hey!
The one that in short connects
Alert, Bajo del Cerro in Vante
Squeeze, those buttocks walk loose

The net does not stop a shotgun
Hey!
The one that in short connects
Alert, Bajo del Cerro in Vante

Squeeze, those buttocks walk loose
The net does not stop a shotgun
Yeah from Hope Man
You already know it that is the way it is the way

Haha
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Fa-c7 Lyrics – Mood

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Release Year: 2022