Atrapados en inglés

Ver Letra OriginalAtrapados Yeah , beat is the annex , annex on the mic and in the street mother fuc*** Ouh ! chorus: are trapped They could not my style and my heavy flow Lose bro, I was losing Lose bro, I was losing They're trapped in my game I have to warn you that almost never lose So fat because they can not rhyme That comes as bomb detonates and your brain I know I do not care to come with relay Because my short style your flow asshole Compa my clever style that can not be bought Partner came and saw it and could not with my fleet Velos is the despair with my mouth Because everything he touches turns into pure gold But I get my full and hard as ice style I hit the pitero rapper and I do not die in combat Break rules in the ghetto Your style contaminates rapper I say leftovers, these my shadow You kill the whirlwind , I spit my troop I poison chorus X2 They can not leave without meeting me Style on the mic up the beat Drift free , knock your shit He put my skill and bon appetit Remain in ri, glock in my mouth Looking egotrip , then the block Hullen This sounds hip hop sounds You face the king of the filling of flows I am a soldier of soul , the sun charge my batteries And I take over, I do not hold alcohol if I am a falcon fly Front so strong that it can not stop I'm a predator, you rather I left the blues asshole I 'm still the same a few years ago You turned your back and now you ask her collaboration chorus X2 No escape from the trap , I know you love my rap Torture makes lyric junkies band By in on the picture, the rhyme destrampa My flow is uncovered , my statement stands I fit the stake, silver bullets As hits , kills safe Your ass skids , I torture his farm With my exact rhyme, you paste it catches chorus X3