Throw Up Session #1 TRADUCCIÓN

Throw Up Session #1

Burn out, throw you up, from a little now

Yeah-eh-eh, throw you up

No mires raro, sale caro, rookie

Mezclaron un kit de intervalo' que costaron unir

Eso ni a palo' es un hit, regurgitaron el beat

Lo más caro de esos rapeos dado' fue ese pago de click

Sentado en el in—, me cago en skills, grabo en el Tri'

Esclavos del trip, anestesiados en Bic

Los vagos amos del free entramos de drift

Te reventaron el mic

Te encromaron el vagón en mins

Y vos sentado like shit

Sé que repito el dato del veredicto exacto

Ven en mi disco el hardcore

Dame ese ritmo, está todo listo, el beat lo parto

Usurpo en el surco retrato, trampas de las que salto

Falta cerrar el trato, esta clase vale algo, babe

No te gustan mis vibes, no me gustan tus Nike

Mi boca astuta catapulta punchlines

Feelin' the boom mundial, fluvial, un vial crucial

Para escupir la justa, hay que ajustar el aim, ah

De a ratos paso, otra estrofa colmando el vaso

Lanzo raps como otros pasos

Corté el track, solté a trompazos

Me vio el hood y se alzó el brazo

Le doy luz, pero a lo Tyson

Con el groove, A-C-R-U en la new es Facu Campazzo

Casi no hago remixs, solo suelto explicit lyrics

Incinerando el MIDI, dribling del City de Sterling

Difícil, pipi, esa falta del febril feelin' para hacer de mí un Tetris

Si pienso en frío sé que no duerme el Yeti

Tengo un sueño que cumplir, como J. Cole en Dreamville

Romper el récord por mis negros, like Snoop, Still DRE

Hacerme un hueco dentro 'el club como si fuese 50

Pintar la jeta de tu crew y salir de la crisi'

Hacerlo con el ímpetu del que agradece el brindi'

Puede ser que mi armario no sea la mitad del shopping

Así desalineado, pero siempre mío el outfit

Pa' definirme no te alcanzan los emoji'

Burn out, throw you up, from a little now

Yeah-eh-eh-eh, throw you up

Y desaparece—, de parte—, un nuevo sistema moderno y eficaz

Throw Up Session #1

Burn out, throw you up, from a little now

Yeah-eh-eh, throw you up

Don't look weird, it's expensive, rookie

They mixed a kit of intervals that cost to join

That's not even close to a hit, they regurgitated the beat

The most expensive thing about those given raps was that click payment

Sitting in the in—, I shit on skills, I record in the Tri'

Slaves of the trip, anesthetized in Bic

The lazy masters of the free enter drifting

They blew up the mic

They chromed the wagon in mins

And you sitting like shit

I know I repeat the exact verdict data

Come in my hardcore album

Give me that rhythm, everything is ready, I break the beat

I usurp in the groove portrait, traps that I jump

Need to close the deal, this class is worth something, babe

You don't like my vibes, I don't like your Nike

My cunning mouth catapults punchlines

Feelin' the worldwide boom, fluvial, a crucial vial

To spit the fair, you have to adjust the aim, ah

Sometimes I pass, another verse filling the glass

I throw raps like other steps

I cut the track, I release with punches

The hood saw me and raised the arm

I give light, but like Tyson

With the groove, A-C-R-U in the new is Facu Campazzo

I hardly do remixes, just release explicit lyrics

Incinerating the MIDI, Sterling's City dribbling

Difficult, pee, that lack of the feverish feelin' to make me a Tetris

If I think cold, I know the Yeti doesn't sleep

I have a dream to fulfill, like J. Cole in Dreamville

Break the record for my black people, like Snoop, Still DRE

Make a place for myself in the club as if I were 50

Paint your crew's face and get out of the crisis

Do it with the impetus of one who appreciates the toast

My wardrobe may not be half of the shopping

So disheveled, but always my outfit

To define myself, emojis are not enough

Burn out, throw you up, from a little now

Yeah-eh-eh-eh, throw you up

And disappears—, on behalf—, a new modern and efficient system

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