about me miky woodz lyrics english

 

This nigga talk to me
They don’t know shit about me, but talk to me

I come to the disco ‘and they no longer say’ This guy ‘
They say ‘The one with the infinite pickets is here’ ‘
Problems that do not leave money I avoid them
The real OG, I imitate nobody
If you don’t know me, motherfucker, well shut up
I was born on the island of crime ‘
And I hang out with a band ‘e joseadore’ that are faithful to ‘I don’t take off’
Today anyone falls, it’s not a myth
Here I don’t ride ‘feca, that’s’ written

They know my name, but they don’t know anything about me
They only see me on the disco ‘uncovering Henny
Yesterday I was in New York, today I am in Miami
If it were for the picket, I deserve a Grammy

They know my name, but they don’t know anything about me
They only see me at the disco uncovering the Henny
Yesterday I was in New York, today I am in Miami
If it were for the picket, I deserve a Grammy

From the novent ‘and one in the heater
I do not believe anyone, let the boss suck your boss
Thank God for the gift, I went up without taking pon
I’m a clone of no one
Therefore, there is no business if there is no money in advance.
I am quick to do kids
My watch is worth more than my haters
I took the microphone and also the Glock
Therefore, an insect that deserves to fill its face, like some Crocs
Because of fame, that one rubs the other
And the others pending what the other does
Na ‘, here we fuck ourselves’ because of us’
My success goes for you or may the nipotro rest in peace

They only see me on the disco ‘uncovering Henny
Yesterday I was in New York, today I am in Miami
If it were for the picket, I deserve a Grammy

They know my name, but they don’t know anything about me
They only see me on the disco ‘uncovering Henny
Yesterday I was in New York, today I am in Miami
If it were for the picket, I deserve a Grammy

Jangueando with the one you told me shit the last time

You resume ‘I checked and when I saw that nothing of yours is real
At once, the ‘pages I turned
Life is a school and you have to pass grade
But my ‘enemies’ are so crazy to see if I failed
I don’t lie to them, without studies I progressed
In counting money, I took out all A, no C
‘I was climbing the step, and I tripped
Because it’s easy to talk shit when you’re not on my feet
I have seen how talented people have fallen
Or vice has them all
The one who locked a door for us fell asleep
And he appeared with the lock in his ass
Miky Woodz

They know my name, but they don’t know anything about me
If it were for the picket, I deserve a Grammy

They know my name, but they don’t know anything about me
They only see me on the disco ‘uncovering Henny
If it were for the picket, I deserve a Grammy

I’m not going to lie to you, you bastard
No capeamo ‘feca never
Indicating Geniuz
Gold2 Latin Music, nigga
Miky Woodz

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