Cypress Hill — No Entiendes La Onda (How I Could Just Kill A Man) song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "No Entiendes La Onda (How I Could Just Kill A Man)" by Cypress Hill.
Lyrics
Esto es un poquito del poder del grupo Cypress Hill
Sabes lo que te digo? Te voy a dar un poquito sabor
Y empiezaaaaa assii…
Hey corre ese, borrate
Por que viene la hoota, siempre carga fusca
Buscando a la mas filosa clicka
La famosa Cypress Hill rifa
Todos los vatos salen, estan en la calle
Tirense cabrones, si me ven manejar
Con los que me junto
Con un Magnum quebrando unos putos
Puro cholo loco empaca cromo
Y te llenamos el saco de plomo
Como te puedo hacer entender?
(How I could just kill a man?)…
Como te puedo hacer entender?
(How I could just kill a man?)
No le pongo mente a estos pendejos
No voy a gastar tiempo
Yo te dejo, yo no doy hueco
Mira, mis 2 cañones
Tumbo los cabrones!!!
Traiganme la accion, yo les traigo a tragazon
Mis palabras son ataques sin razon
Va tu satelite vision
Enseñaste un violenta ciclon
Hago un ejemplo de todos los pendejos
(Y te dejo todo chueco!!!)
La chota entro a mi canton
Un maton narco pistolon
Cubrete guey! o te mato
Porque siempre quiebra al mas macizo vato
No quisiera matarlo, pero si lo hizo
… cuerpo en el piso
(Te dejo todo chueco!!!)
Chingon el tiempo para que te rinden
Las misiones que estableci
Empiece, me fumo yerba verde
Aveces tumbo gente
Vi que un maniaco queria tu carro
Crees que la chota te va hacer un paro?
No, creo que te vas a parar
Y comenzar a cuetear, disparar
Mueve puro fierro…
Y te deja todo chueco…
Como me vas a entender si balazos no te ha llovido?
Entiendes lo que digo?
Cuando ta de maton, cierro tu canton
Por aqui se pone cabron
Por el dinero, barrio peleonero
Muchas veces robos dejan entierros…
All I wanted was a Pepsi…
Lyrics translation
This is a little bit of the power of the Cypress Hill Group
You know what I'm saying? I'll give you a little flavor
And startyyyyyyyyyyyyy assii…
Hey run that one, erase it
Why does hoota come, always carry fusca
Looking for the sharpest clicka
The famous Cypress Hill raffle
All the vatos go out, they're on the street
Fuck you bastards, if you see me driving
The ones I date
With a Magnum breaking a few whores
Pure cholo loco packs Chrome
And we fill your sack with lead
How can I make you understand?
(How I could just kill a man?)…
How can I make you understand?
(How I could just kill a man?)
I don't mind these assholes.
I won't spend time
I leave you, I don't give way
Look, my 2 guns.
Knock the fuckers out!!!
Bring me the action, I bring you tragazon
My words are attacks without reason
Go your satellite vision
You taught a violent cyclone
I make an example of all the assholes
(And I leave you all chueco!!!)
La chota entre a mi canton
A thug narco pistol
Cover guey! or I'll kill you
Because it always bankrupt the most massive vato
I wouldn't want to kill him, but he did.
... body on the floor
(I leave you all chueco!!!)
Chingon the time for you to surrender
The missions I set up
Start, I smoke green weed
Sometimes tumbo people
I saw a maniac wanted your car.
You think the chota's gonna make you stop?
No, I think you're gonna stop.
And start quacking, shooting
Move pure iron…
And it leaves you all cocky…
How will you understand me if bullets haven't rained on you?
Do you understand what I'm saying?
When you're a maton, I close your canton.
This way it gets cabron
For the money, quarreling
Often robberies leave burials…
All I wanted was a Pepsi…