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Ronca by Don Omar (original lyric)
Ronca, dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
Eliel, ronca, dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
Y saca los sinfónicos
Que se soltó el rapero biónico
El mas que vendo con record histórico
Y trucos tacticos
Voy a sacar fules de plástico
Pa' barrer a to' esos puercos
Que se piensan ser prácticos
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
Eliel te toca, ronca, dale con el Tonka
Cierrale la boca a to' estos soca'
Que se esbocan, y sus letras sofocan
Dile que con nosotros 'tan en coca
Cien mil batallas, y seguimo' invictos
Medio millón de copias vendidas con el mismo disco
Los noto ariscos, tírense por un risco
'tamos sonando los reyes de Puerto Rico
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
Ronca, dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
Eliel, ronca, dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
(Jajajajajaja!)
Locos los dejo, ustedes to's tiran de lejos
Frontean y son mi reflejo...
Como los mata el viejo, todos se miran en mi espejo
Juega conmigo y juega con tu pellejo
Locos los dejo, ustedes to's tiran de lejos
Frontean y son mi reflejo...
Como los mata el viejo, todos se miran en mi espejo
Juega conmigo y juega con tu pellejo
Soy el bambino.....
Hector, el father, gangster fino
Productor de discos de platino
Les atino, que al que se lamba lo elimino
Mezclo música con calle, como las combino
No pierdo el hilo, yo soy navaja de doble-filo
El de la torta sin vender kilos
Eliel, ronca, yo ando cazando con el Tonka
Eliel, ronca, yo ando cazando con el Tonka
Ronca, dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
Eliel, ronca, dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca!)
La realidad del asunto...
Es que nos llaman los fantásticos!
Hector, el bambino!
Zion!
Don Omar!
Eliel!
Nesty!
Las mentes maestras!
Escobar!
Alex 'Gargola'!
Mario!
Dejándonos sentir!
Ronca!
Y roncamos porque podemos!
Porque somos los dueños del genero!
Los dueños del genero...
Y si ronca...
Aguanta, aguanta...
Si ronca...
Aguanta...
(Don!)
Jejejeje...
Ronca!
Ronca by Don Omar (english translation)
Snore, hit him with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give him what upsets them
And the alocas
Eliel, snore, hit him with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give him what upsets them
And the alocas
And take out the symphonies
That the bionic rapist was released
The more that I sell with historical record
And tactical tricks
I'm going to take out plastic sheets
To 'sweep up' those pigs
Which are thought to be practical
No one is going to war
What they do is frontiar
With me they do not look for na '
They are feces ....
No one is going to war
What they do is frontiar
With me they do not look for na '
They are feces ....
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
Eliel touches you, hoarse, hit him with the Tonka
Close your mouth to these 'soca'
Let them squeeze, and their letters suffocate
Tell him that with us' so in coca
One hundred thousand battles, and follow 'undefeated
Half a million copies sold with the same disc
The notorious ones, throw yourself by a cliff
We're playing the kings of Puerto Rico
No one is going to war
What they do is frontiar
With me they do not look for na '
They are feces ....
No one is going to war
What they do is frontiar
With me they do not look for na '
They are feces ....
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
Snore, hit him with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give him what upsets them
And the alocas
Eliel, snore, hit him with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give him what upsets them
And the alocas
(Ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
Crazy I leave you, you to pull from afar
Frontean and are my reflection ...
As the old man kills them, they all look in my mirror
Play with me and play with your skin
Crazy I leave you, you to pull from afar
Frontean and are my reflection ...
As the old man kills them, they all look in my mirror
Play with me and play with your skin
I am the bambino .....
Hector, the father, fine gangster
Platinum disc producer
I know, that the one who lamba is eliminated
I mix music with street, how I combine them
I do not lose the thread, I'm double-edged knife
The one of the cake without selling kilos
Eliel, snores, I'm hunting with the Tonka
Eliel, snores, I'm hunting with the Tonka
Snore, hit him with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give him what upsets them
And the alocas
Eliel, snore, hit him with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give him what upsets them
And the alocas
No one is going to war
What they do is frontiar
With me they do not look for na '
They are feces ....
No one is going to war
What they do is frontiar
With me they do not look for na '
They are feces ....
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
(Wooooh ...) (Snoring!)
The reality of the matter ...
They call us the fantastic ones!
Hector, the bambino!
Zion!
Don Omar!
Eliel!
Nesty!
The masterminds!
Escobar!
Alex 'Gargola'!
Mario!
Letting us feel!
Snore!
And we snore because we can!
Because we are the owners of the genre!
The owners of the genre ...
And if he snores ...
Hold on, hold on ...
If he snores ...
Hold...
(Don!)
Hehehehe ...
Snore!
Only among all we can make this a better place :)
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