Born 2 Lose TRADUCCIÓN - Sematary (Impressão)

Born 2 Lose

I been going hard 'cause—

I be—, I be—

Moundrich, bitch

I been going hard 'cause I was born to lose (born to lose)

I been going hard 'cause I got nun' to lose (I got nun' to lose)

I be flexing hard in my Louis Moon boots (Louis Moon boots)

I been getting guap 'cause I was born to lose (I was born to l—)

This is a haunted mound ritual, run that shit back

Grave man

Yeah, yeah

Go, go

Moundrich, bitch

I been going hard 'cause I was born to lose (born to lose)

I been going hard 'cause I got nun' to lose (nun' to lose)

I been flexing hard in my Louis Moon boots (Louis Moon boots)

I been getting guap 'cause I was born to lose (h-h-h-hauntaholics, I was born to lose)

I been going hard 'cause I was born to lose (born to lose)

I been going hard 'cause I got nun' to lose (I got nun' to lose)

I been flexing hard in my Louis Moon boots (Louis Moon boots)

I been getting guap 'cause I was born to lose (I was born to lose)

I been going hard 'cause I was born to lose (born to lose)

I been going hard 'cause I got nun' to lose (I got nun' to lose)

I be flexing hard in my Louis Moon boots (Louis Moon boots)

I been getting guap 'cause I was born to lose ('cause I was born to lose)

I been flexin' in my chrome heart boots

I been flexin' in Balenciaga boots

You can flex on me, I got nun' to prove

But be careful, boy, 'cause I might flex on you (h-h-h-hauntaholics)

I tote two knives, I feel like chucky

I get dumb cheese, I ain't no chuck e

Bitch, I'm pure and dumb, I feel like wall-e

I-I'm off two pink pills, they twenties

Call my shawty, she do arson for me

I'm ridin' steamer with the mound, goin' super speed

I'm doin the achey leg 'cause I'm out of happy beans

I buy my bitch a gun so she can shoot for me

You try the mound, I'll break your brain, I'll make you bleed

You fuck with me, I'll make you bleed, I'll make you bleed

H-hauntaholics reaper gang, bitch, I'm a sheet

And I got nun' to lose, so homie, try me

Grave man

I been going hard 'cause I was born to lose (born to lose)

I been going hard 'cause I got nun' to lose (nun' to lose)

I been flexing hard in my Louis Moon boots (Louis Moon boots)

I been getting guap 'cause I was born to lose (I was born to lose)

I been going hard 'cause I was born to lose (born to lose)

I been going hard 'cause I got nun' to lose (I got nun' to lose)

I been flexing hard in my Louis Moon boots (Louis Moon boots)

I been getting guap 'cause I was born to lose (I was born to lose)

3am gang

Hauntaholics, you bastards

Nacido para Perder

He estado dándolo todo porque—

Soy—, soy—

Moundrich, perra

He estado dándolo todo porque nací para perder (nací para perder)

He estado dándolo todo porque no tengo nada que perder (no tengo nada que perder)

Estoy presumiendo duro en mis botas Louis Moon (botas Louis Moon)

He estado ganando billete porque nací para perder (nací para p—)

Este es un ritual de montículo embrujado, repite esa mierda

Hombre de la tumba

Sí, sí

Vamos, vamos

Moundrich, perra

He estado dándolo todo porque nací para perder (nací para perder)

He estado dándolo todo porque no tengo nada que perder (nada que perder)

He estado presumiendo duro en mis botas Louis Moon (botas Louis Moon)

He estado ganando billete porque nací para perder (h-h-h-hauntaholics, nací para perder)

He estado dándolo todo porque nací para perder (nací para perder)

He estado dándolo todo porque no tengo nada que perder (no tengo nada que perder)

He estado presumiendo duro en mis botas Louis Moon (botas Louis Moon)

He estado ganando billete porque nací para perder (nací para perder)

He estado dándolo todo porque nací para perder (nací para perder)

He estado dándolo todo porque no tengo nada que perder (no tengo nada que perder)

Estoy presumiendo duro en mis botas Louis Moon (botas Louis Moon)

He estado ganando billete porque nací para perder (porque nací para perder)

He estado presumiendo en mis botas de corazón cromado

He estado presumiendo en botas de Balenciaga

Puedes presumir conmigo, no tengo nada que probar

Pero ten cuidado, chico, porque podría presumir de ti (h-h-h-hauntaholics)

Llevo dos cuchillos, me siento como Chucky

Consigo un montón de queso, no soy Chuck E

Perra, soy puro y tonto, me siento como Wall-E

Estoy bajo dos pastillas rosas, son de veinte

Llama a mi chica, ella hace incendios por mí

Estoy montando un vapor con el montículo, yendo a toda velocidad

Estoy haciendo el "pierna adolorida" porque me quedé sin frijoles felices

Le compré a mi perra una pistola para que dispare por mí

Si pruebas el montículo, romperé tu cerebro, te haré sangrar

Si te metes conmigo, te haré sangrar, te haré sangrar

H-hauntaholics reaper gang, perra, soy una sábana

Y no tengo nada que perder, así que amigo, inténtalo