Big Boy — Ta.Ta.Ta song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ta.Ta.Ta" by Big Boy.
Lyrics
ta, ta, ta
a los boconesque se callen ya,
ta, ta, ta
hagan silencio and check the new style.
ahora canto y me expreso.
descargo el odioy rompo huesos
estremezco y te parto como Smith & Wesson
llamaron a mi celular piediendo refuerzos.
habia escasez de lirica y necesitaban versos
if you want a fight. si y cuando llegue
el fin te diran Big Boy wins
te dejare friza’o como sub-zero y no habra giro.
solo me rio a carcajadas de tu cara.
angustiada porque no esperabas.
un ataque tan fuerte como el de este demente
que penetra con su letra.
como todo un poeta callejero.
con raices fundamentales del Ghetto.
al suelo falsantes.
para esto no hay cura.
ahora aguanta mi tortura
ta, ta, ta
a los boconesque se callen ya,
ta, ta, ta
hagan silencio and check the new style
aquel que tenga perse.
tiene que exponerse o.
a esconderse de lo que puede
convertirse en tragedia lirical.
ponte a masticar con lo que produce este
criminal pequeno. Gigante
picando al frente y sacudiendo a los falsantes.
que quizas en el tiempo de antes.
ni se les ocurria ser cantantes.
pero ya por fin hay algo.
diferente en el mercado.
algo para limpiar los oidos saturados.
todo aquel que me difama.
me lo … con fresa.
sigo pa’lante y los demas
no me interesan.
Coro
y aqui vine a demostran lo que se.
a meterle como un hombre
no a llorar como un bebe
tu, y tu no copies, tu, y tu get out
of here please, no me hagas ensuciar
mi record que esta clean.
no lucho por lo que se,
le puedes llamar la competencia.
mejor me encargo de sostener
mi permanencia.
cargo, disparo, asusto
como David Vaner
no osy yo cuando me disgusto.
mucho quisieran verm aml.
pero … that, sigo en pie y
no me han podido tumbar.
tengo alta preciosion e impresiono.
no hablo. y actuo me …
coro
lero, lero. bandoleroen accion.
hiteando en el encenario.
atravez de tu stereo.
hablo en serio.
no necesito que me esten vaqueando
soy yo solo batallando como Rambo.
son seis millones de formas
para sacarte por el techo.
escoge una antes que el corazon
se te salga por el pecho.
y ya esta hecho mi trabajo.
que hablen lo que quieran.
yo me siento satisfecho.
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Lyrics translation
ta, ta, ta
to the boconesque be quiet now,
ta, ta, ta
hagan silencio and check the new style.
now I sing and express myself.
unload the hate and break bones
I shudder and break you like Smith & Wesson
my cell phone was called for backup.
there was a shortage of lyric and needed verses
if you want a fight. if and when I arrive
the end will tell you Big Boy wins
I'll leave you friza'o as sub-zero and there'll be no turning.
I'm just laughing at your face.
distressed because you didn't expect it.
an attack as strong as that of this lunatic
that penetrates with his handwriting.
like a street poet.
with fundamental roots of the Ghetto.
to the ground forgers.
there's no cure for this.
now endure my torture
ta, ta, ta
to the boconesque be quiet now,
ta, ta, ta
hagan silencio and check the new style
the one who has perse.
you have to expose yourself or.
to hide from what you can
become a lyrical tragedy.
chew on what this produces
petty criminal. Giant
stinging the front and shaking the counterfeiters.
that maybe in the old days.
they didn't even think to be singers.
but there's finally something.
different in the market.
something to clean the saturated ears.
anyone who defames me.
I ... with strawberry.
I'm still PA'lante and the others
I'm not interested.
Choir
and here I came to show you what I know.
to put him in like a man
not to cry like a baby
you, and you don't copy, you, and you get out
of here please, don't make me dirty
my record is clean.
I don't fight for what I know,
you can call it the competition.
I better take care of holding
my permanence.
cargo, shot, scared
like David Vaner
I don't dare when I get upset.
they'd really like to see aml.
but ... that, I'm still standing and
they couldn't knock me down.
I have high preciosion and impress.
I don't talk. and act me …
choir
lero, lero. Bando in action.
hitting the stage.
through your stereo.
I'm serious.
I don't need to be cowed.
it's just me fighting like Rambo.
there are six million ways
to get you through the roof.
pick one before the heart
it's coming out of your chest.
and my job is done.
let them talk all they want.
I feel satisfied.
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