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by Here we show you the English Translation of “100 Tracks” interpreted by Rels B. Lyrics translated from Spanish to English.
Lyrics:
English Translation
Yeah
CashMoneyAP
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Skinny
Woh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Kio
Woh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t care what they say, don’t care what they talk about
Babe, they can’t compare to me, yeah
I sell tickets like in 10 countries
Babe, I sell tickets like nobody
New cars every middle year
Baby, I already don’t have where to park it
I don’t give a f**k about your contract in Warner
All your fellas are still hungry
These b**ches think they’re the GOAT
Make a couple of hits and they think they’re huge
Someone should educate them
It seems that their mom didn’t
Baby, they want all I have
They’re always copying but they can’t get it
In the game, baby, it’s all known
F**kin’ fame, makes everybody the same
Baby, I have plenty of style
Gucci, Prada, Moschino
It’s already 200 in the plate of beef
Babe, another 200 for the bottle of wine
My contracts are like a soccer player’s
Three millions just for 10 tracks
I write all my f**king bars
They don’t do anything and call themselves “artists”
(And the award for best artist or revelation group is for…)
I got me a house Blooking flow
In the terrace I placed a jacuzzi
Baby, life is now rose like Tussi
A-all this luxury was paid for the music
I’m from the block, babe, I’m hood rich
You’re a p**sy f**kin’ with groupies
I’m legendary, dude, you’re rookie
All your money goes to the multinational, baby, yeah
Already 100 songs sounding in the street all written by me
We don’t need to eat an ass or go after nobody
The business independent and working
We’re in the peak, babe
Skinny
Baby, I’m the crown
You pretend to be a thug, you think you’re Morad
Old b**ch, cry and cry
Because I get into the game and got his zone
You were poor and still are poor
I was poor when I started and dude, look at me now
It’s 80 for singing an hour
B**ch, the drug controls you now
Baby, my life is written in songs
We sold-out stadiums, gaining millions
We come from the bottom, from the alleys
Now our faces in the televisions
I’m Skinny, remember my name
Put my a** in the cover of Forbes
Legendary, I’m lit, Moltres
I made a mold, golden teeth
Golden discs, platinum discs
Baby, enemies, many enemies
In my life a couple of snitches
They’re sh**-talking because they’re f**ked up
Get my name outta your mouth
You’re a rat and you’ve always been
Here we hit all the themes without sounding in the radio or “Viva Latino”
You’re old to flex on me
They pretend but they have nothing
They’re buying that Gucci in the outlets
Babe, I’m flexing new season
You spit some bars but they are a lie
You’re just talking about my life
I’ve parked the ‘Rari in Son Vida
Baby, these bars have changed my life, yeh-yeh
| Credits: We translated this song from Spanish to English according to the Lyrics shown at Genius. |
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