Correction Paroles Pimp Flaco - Haters (English Translation) par Pimp Flaco

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All day they're talking things they don't know, things they don't even care
They're throwing beef and later they ask why they get their mouths broken
They're talking sh*t, but they don't talk when the distance is short
They're talking all day and what they don't know is that long tongue, short life
All day they're talking things they don't know, things they don't even care
They're throwing beef and later they ask why they get their mouths broken
They're talking sh*t, but they don't talk when the distance is short
They're talking all day and what they don't know is that long tongue, short life

That I miss her, that I sell poison, that they put me in jail
That I'm afraid of them, that I live in a game and if I play with fire i get burned
I'm up, I want and I can't, that I have more horns than a reindeer
That I'm always lost, like the movie Finding Nemo
That they know where I live, that I don't get motivated, that i don't get interested
That they are going to put the hot peak to me if I say things that I must not
That I say that I'm rich being a poor thing and I don't know what the money smells
You have not seen the Calipx video yet, the fool thinks himself a gunslinger
That I don't have a weight, nor future, that I go against a wall without brakes
That I'm going to crash, that I'm going to break myself, like a Lego figure
That I'm a coward, that I don't give him c*ck, that I talk and that I don't have the guts
They going look for me, dude until they find me, that I'm going to know what is good
That I get many, that I'm going to catch and crush an Ibuprofen
That nobody listens to me, that I do it very bad, but they know my whole songs
Whatever they say sucks my balls, being envied is nothing new
It's always the same game, they talked badly and I stained the whole floor with their blood
The same guy who talks sh*t behind my back calls me and calls me a parcero
When we meet, when we see each other, now that you're single
You know that when you upload a song I put I like the first one
I hit a sigh and for not giving it a shot I breathe looking at the sky
Stop talking things, don't come with sh*ts, don't tell me more Chinese stories
You know that I'm good at giving birth when you get together with your friends
You throw me, also my cousin, is not saved nor the neighbor
Talking nonsense, cousin without knowing how I live

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