CUELNERA Lyrics (English Translation) – LAJA, Rochy RD

Read the full CUELNERA (English Translation) lyrics by LAJA and Rochy RD along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Laja’s music, you can also explore CUANTO GRAMO and FIVESEVEN, two other songs by Laja.

[Intro: LAJA & Rochy RD]
Turn me up
Damn, almost give me more
Haha, relax, I’m gonna give it to you, so you can feel it
We, the owners of the drill
(Listen, like it says, wawawa)
The owners of the drill, son of a b!tch

[Chorus: LAJA]
Step on my head, eat the sole
I told you: “Whatever you want”
Go ahead, I’m gonna give you the goods

And I have a thousand ways to kill you
To set you up, I have a friend
We’re in the Howard and racing
I’m cutting, mami, don’t move
I’m still tripping with the cuelnera

[Verse 1: Rochy]
I regret not shooting you
After we had you on the ground (Oh)
You sent your shorty to set me up (Eh)
But she ratted you out First (First)
They suck my d!ck when they’re face to face
In person they’re so brave
It’s not the same seeing us with the ski masks (Ski masks)
Also with the coats and the transparent ones (Transparent ones)

[Verse 2: LAJA & Rochy RD]
In a sports car, the short ones and the coats
Like we’re dealing with kilos
He’s saying: “He wants to get close”
After I light it up, I’m gonna give him some sound
They pass by on the bridge, but we lit him up, eh
He’s jealous because we hit him here
Bring me a piece, we’ll split it
We stop at the mall, we paint it, and we’re gone

[Bridge: LAJA]
The car sounds, run, run
We gave him a headshot, he came out of the sound room
After we used the ski masks
With the -tola up, we changed moon
We came in breaking Head
You don’t know it, husking acorns
Look at El Azulito on the floor
The one who appeared in the YouTube video
I moved him from the sone
She’s a b!tch, I’m right
She told me about the bestie
She wants me to find her so I can tear her apart

[Verse 3: LAJA & Rochy RD]
And we’re in the streets dropping it
You saw the shooters on TV
The cops— melted down with us
They always put us on repeat
The owners of the drill, with the face of rap
We own the road
The cops do whatever you want
Keep those two clippers in my wallet
At 200 we stop Santiago
The cops are crazy to meet us
The enemies don’t want problems
They’ll betray you, that’s why the clip is full

[Chorus: LAJA]
Stepping on heads, eat the sole
I told you: “Whatever you want”
Go ahead, I’m gonna give you the goods
And I have a thousand ways to kill you
I have a friend to set you up
We’re in the Howard and racing
I’m cutting, mami, don’t move
I’m still tripping with the cuelnera

[Verse 4: LAJA]
From Santiago to the capital
With a glass of Lean on the highway
The cops are chasing me from behind
With the -tola under the sole
We’re out with the sledgehammer
The gang’s coming into the party
A bad girl who lights up the weed
She looks like she’s from the Illuminati choir (Wheel, wheel)

[Outro: Rochy RD]
Rochy
The Goat of the Movement
Gra, oh