April 22, 2025

Los Pibes de Las Motos El Turko al corte (English Translation) Lyrics

Here we show you the English Translation of “Los Pibes de Las Motos El Turko al corte”. Lyrics translated from Spanish to English.

About This Song

Artist: El Turko al corte
Song: Los Pibes de Las Motos El Turko al corte
Genres: Trap

Los Pibes de Las Motos El Turko al corte English Translation

Haha, he says, hey
El Turko on point, and the highlights are showing
He says

Turros ask me for a chant
From Ludueña with the talk
I came to break the topic and we take the trophies
She wants the handsome one, not the ugly ones
That’s why she calls me, she knows I don’t turn around

Turros ask me for a chant
-Teo, -teo, -teo, -teo, -teo, -teo
Turros ask me for a chant
-Teo, -teo, -teo, -teo, -teo, -teo

Turros ask me for a chant
From Ludueña with the talk
I come to break the topic and we take the trophies
She wants the handsome one, not the ugly ones
That’s why she calls me, she knows I don’t turn around

They told me you like troublemakers
Those who break it, like in the old days
Daring, gangster flow since I was a kid
You just have to want to get ahead (he says)

We’re the guys on motorcycles
Here the kids are all pilots
One hangs the tornado and the other takes a picture
To tell a story they know it by heart, RKT for the guys

My brother with a fake one hanging on the back
Scraping the grill, we’re cool like El Noba
With a Lander size M showing off the drum
Here come the guys racing with the X-Plora
Flow BR, as if piloting an XR
Mami move the donkey, don’t be scared
My bike’s exhaust has SPR written on it
I throw him some cuts to quiet him down

And it sounds blam, like the gun blam blam
In the neighborhood with a cool cut
Getting rich is the plan
Throwing cuts on a titan
A couple of fools watch, he says

Get in my seat, the cuts plaka plaka
With your bandit look we take all the money
The real always stands out
Always rough, never a rat
I don’t want anyone to come when I have all the money

We’re the guys on motorcycles
Here the kids are all pilots
One hangs the tornado and the other takes a picture
To tell a story they know it by heart, RKT for the guys

Come on man, the cops are coming, come on, come on, run
Get on the bike, get on the bike

The thugs on the bike, turros speeding
No shortage of pilots, hanging a wheel
Sporty rough, climbing the sidewalk
They look like Brazilians

The thugs on the bike, bike, bike
The thugs on the bike, bike, bike
The thugs on the bike, bike, bike
The thugs on the bike, turros speeding

Hey, he says, El Turko on point
And the highlights are showing
Tincho DJ
From Ludueña to the world, dog
You already know

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