The latest release, «Arcángel Es Chota» by Doble A, just hit streaming platforms a few hours ago. Once again, it focuses on Arcángel’s career and also mentions other artists like Bad Bunny and Cosculluela. Anuel AA also has a rocky relationship with Cosculluela, so the lyrics are far from friendly.
What’s catching attention about this release is its cover art, which shows an illustrated Anuel standing in a graveyard next to three buried coffins: those of Cosculluela, Arcángel, and Tempo, all three of whom are Anuel’s rivals in the music industry. Will Arcángel respond to Anuel’s latest diss track? We’ll have to wait and see.
«Arcangel Es Chota» Lyrics Translation
[Intro]
(Real until death, you hear, cabr*n?)
Anuel
(I’m gonna shit on all the snitches)
La AA
[Verse]
They’re all dimmed and won’t light up (Brr)
They’re heading to Retiro, Santa Cos, and El Duende (Ha!)
One takes shots at Bad Bunny, but the other depends on him (Brr)
Arca messes with women, while Coscu sets their cars on fire
Abusers (Singing ‘bout abusers), frustrated ‘cause none of their albums
sell anymore (Haha!)
I already killed them once, now they want me to dig them up again
They’re my bitches, «Coscu, to beat us, we’ll throw shots together»
If you look for a headquarters on Google Maps, your house shows up
And in front of it, there’s a police station with about a hundred patrol
cars
Arca, quit the coke habit, I told you to tie your boots (You didn’t tie your
boots, cabr*n)
And you put on your guard boots, you snitch (Snitch)
Talking tough about the streets while you’re with the [?] from Boca
(Haha)
More street than you is KAROL, I’m the one who made her ‘Bichota’ (Uh)
We know your hidden side
Hanging out with the lady and the kids, pills and coke inside the bag
(Shh; haha)
We made you a kidnapped cockroach in the castle (Sniffer)
We gave you a hammering, and you were scared, crying from the fright
(Crybaby)
Your mom defends you, and you always mistreat her (You’re the rat)
Saying you’re smoking Portobello, damn, bastard, what’s with that
racket? (What’s with that racket? Haha)
Your baby mom’s brother took out the poop (What a bug smell)
So-called ‘the owner of the genre’, cabr*n, you are my chata (You are my chata), brr (Shot in the face)
Bad Bunny kisses you right now
‘You’re like Scarface, you smell’ the tussi on the table (Smeller, hehe)
Legends never die for hell
Today The Wonder, the boat and the princess dies (Brr)
Living like in GTA, millionaire with all the cheat codes (With all the cheats; brr)
Coscu is ‘off’ with deo’ in the ass trinco (Haha!)
Arcángel smells and Coscu every day is thirty pali (Jodí’ tecato)
No wonder he mentions the perico ‘e Cali in all the songs (Perico ‘e Cali)
The venereal infections that you hit Lali (Oops)
The supposed ‘millionaires’ on foot, without a car like Tali (Haha!)
Why do you mention the FARC, if they don’t respect you? (No one respects you, bastard, you’re a fucking hypocrite)
The Elf is rubbing Santa Cos’s pot (Haha!)
I walk with my devils in bad times and in good times (Brr)
I passed by Arca’s house and the sirens sounded’ (Hahaha)
Let 6ix9ine die, I don’t feel sorry for that guy (I don’t feel sorry for him)
Bastard, you were the girl’s mai’s punching bag (Haha, I sing ‘e chota!)
When I am never sick is when there is no Perco (Oops, the Perco)
Between the devil we fought with cojone me and the one-eyed man (May Pacho rest in peace)
Unfelice’, they stole Kendo’s money
Coscu slapped you in the Calibash, they put you in all the concerts (I stole your wife, haha, you bastard)
parakeet pass
To kill the depression that all PR has given to the people of Austincito (Uy)
Before the services, Héctor caught you with a tambourine (Uh, uh, oops)
It’s not the same anymore, Lele is not there with the notebook
The partie’ brokeao’, the face melted’, all of them virá’ from the’o (Partie’ brokeao’)
Since we fought the first time, you’re off, I haven’t listened to you (You, you’re stuck)
El Príncipe 2 only plays in your house (Coscu chota unblocka’o, haha)
A million for AMIRI to prostitute me (Brr)
And your mai and your brother-in-law are some rascals (They are some rascals)
He has your empericá wife smoking your cigarettes (The cigarettes)
Brr, Pasión de Gavilán (Haha)
Let’s talk about the threesome she did with Gárgola and Nicky Jam (Brr, oops)
Frabi, your younger brother is looking for you, Eyner (Ah? Eyner)
You didn’t write to him in prison, you didn’t give him a single peso (Did you forget, bastard?)
But there is money for b*tches and Hermè wallets (Brr)
He left prison and they didn’t go looking for him after seven years in the Federal (Brr, catch up now)
Jet ‘e puerco’, that’s what’s about you’ (That’s what’s about you’)
Give grace to God, it’s music, because if he doesn’t die’ (Because if he doesn’t die, you bastard)
Talking about my wife and yours, the whole group got into it (That bitch, bastard)
He talks about Lali, in Austincito’s face he shot him milk’ (I gave him the milk)
You bit yourself for the photo with Dominio (With Dominio, brr)
He talks about Carmen, who looks like the monkey from Planet ‘e los Apes’ (Haha!)
He says I’m sick to hide from you
Nicky got angry because you gave Janexsy herpes (Hehe)
Now he is going to deny it in an interview with Chente (An interview with Chente)
He’s going to prove ‘e that he’s clean, but let him remember (But let him remember)
We know that anyone can sell themselves for money (Lambebicho)
Unmasking the pig, no, unmasking the Leprechaun (I shit on your mother)
Let them listen to your old tiraera for Jowell and Randy
You threw me with the same shit, you no longer have a pencil (You’re already old, bastard)
My house is seven million, I am illuminati (Illuminati)
I started buying a tank, that’s why I sold the Bugatti (Bastard, you’re never going to make more money than me in this life)
The Lambo is a million
You snoring your whole career with the Panamera and I bought it in prison (I’m better than you, I sing more than you)
From smelling so much parakeet you fucked up your heart (I rap more than you)
Canto ‘e chota, per concert you have never charged a million (I’m a bigger son of a bitch than you)
You don’t fill the stadium or the coliseum (Nor the coliseum)
The most bastard thing you have done in your life is fill the Choliseo (Brr)
In Stake they gave me eight million for playing roulette (I do speak with power, they make you crazy)
They gave you eight million cookies’ (Brr)
Damn, don’t keep talking to me shit, they charge your teeth (Canto ‘e chota)
Human rat, you infected Carmen’s belly (Alocantarilla rat)
I am The AA, the devil in person, the three six (The AA)
I’m going to erase the face of flow Rafy whoever makes me fade (Brr)
The sticks have horns handled by my demons (Brr), brr
Chota, you really have spoken a couple of testimonies’ (That with peel you give a couple of rubble’)
Keep taking advantage of my son’s innocence (You’re going to see what’s out there)
That it is no longer for Justin, now it is for Austin this wake (Canto ‘e son ‘e la gran puta)
I sing ‘e pork, chew pali, smell Perco (Haha!)
‘Whenever I see you I’m going to put the fence on you (We’ll break the fence)
The Tempo bug is what you’re going to have for lunch (Tragañema)
You haven’t seen what a devil is like when he’s going to deify himself (I’m going to hit you, do you hear, bastard?)
You do not understand’? So, I’m going to break it down (I’m going to break it down)
I assume so much that he injects you, I am in your corner of alzá (Tecato)
What property are you going to snore with? If that looks like a Corozal field there (Haha)
He throws me ‘now’ after you sucked me off at the Federal (Brr; at the Federal)
In any mesh you get a mouse
He says that he was ‘talking about me when he gave you the heart attack (I envy you, bastard)
Look for ‘electroshock’, but let them be from a parakeet (Periquero)
You’re cheating on me and I’m cheating on who? You are a Federico (Chota), brr
If they put me in prison, I already know it was you (Chota)
Tragaleche, when you speak you are understood «glu glu glu» (Mamón)
I’m Jordan, they can’t handle me, and more, even if I have the flu (The AA)
I just show up, bastard, I’m not Beetlejuice (Brr)
Mamón, I’m going to kill you so that Carmen can reactivate the strike that she does from Teodoro to Bayamón (To Bayamón)
You preferred to wait for a judge to see if he does justice (If he does justice)
You judged the alcoholic on Instagram and in all the news (What a fucking class)
But you are still campaigning for the President, who sponsors you (False)
Charlatan (Hypocrite), because of your evil, your plan went wrong (Your plan went wrong)
You have chains, but where are those of your clan? (Ha ha)
‘Tás pela’o (‘Tás pela’o), saving the money that I had ‘saving’o (I had ‘saving’o)
Who is there war with? With you or with the bastard who wrote to you?
Snitch, your skinnies are like Young Miko’s jeans (Young Miko’s)
Canto ‘e chota, for you they put Finito in Xposed (Chota and mouse)
Ocean’s video was sent to Austincito (Oops), brr
You crossed all the lines talking about my family
I’m going above and beyond, remember that I know your whole life (Your whole life)
Sometimes ‘you’re so drunk that you piss on yourself while sleeping’ (Meón)
Drunk, go to Alcoholic Anonymous, come to your senses (Cae with that)
You cry ‘when you talk about your drunkenness’ (Drunkenness’)
But I was hiding ‘you’re texting RobGz with mischief’ (Oops)
If the brother was stupid, he would never hang out with me (Ah?)
You mentioned it and you reinforced security outside (They’re all police, bastard)
The patrols multiplied and the sirens doubled (Canto ‘e chota)
This Christmas there is no Christmas Eve for the Elf
‘You’re recycling rhythm’, I’ll take you ajora’o (Ajora’o)
Even he is on his knees, and whoever writes to you, take care of him, or he will be kidnapped (he will be kidnapped)
In the first one what I did was let off steam (let off steam)
But in this one I’m possessed, they have to exorcise me (Brr, amen)
Do you know how many bastards want to k*ll me? (They want to k*ll me)
And when I go down to the island, the bug has to suck me (Suck the bug)
With Bad you arrived at the dealer after sucking his a** (Sucking his a**)
Rat disguised as a human (Rat), you like pure white (Hueledor)
I don’t talk to the craftman (Craftman), I talk to the hard ones’
With the bullets up, double combs and stick without insurance (Brr, brr)
There is no goodbye for anyone (Brr), since it is twelve (Brr)
Whoever wants war, I’ll k*ll him, I don’t avoid friction’ (I don’t avoid friction’)
Wonderful bastard, I already jumped out of the closet
Your mouth stinks like shit and you have milk on your mustache (Canto ‘e puerco, Nicky’s)
You give me the shit you gave to Polaco (To Polaco)
All the time mentioning the bug, bastard, if he wants, I’ll take it off (I’ll take it off)
Look at your videos’ and your portraits’ (Your portraits’)
You’re skinny, old and stubborn, you look like a tecato (F*ckin’ tecato), lambebicho
Brr!
What the hell are you ‘touring with balls’, bastard?
You don’t do a damn tour, bastard
You sing ‘in the disco’ and at the festival, you fool
You have never made the millions that I have made on tour, you fool
Infeli’, I shit on your mother
Bastard, don’t you get tired of making up shit in all the bullsh*t?
A talk was ‘e shit bastard, making up any stupid thing’ that comes to your mind emperica’o, cabr*n
«Pai mio» for what, bastard? I don’t have pai chota
Who are you going to shoot on 181, bastard? If what you have is a stream of police in your house, cabr*n
You and all yours are st*pid, cabr*n
You are one of those who look for trouble, and to avoid war, you chat under the water, cabr*n.
You threw RobGz when he threw you and he told you he was on his way to your house
From one moment you started to chat another time
Daddy, don’t talk about bandit problems to women
You started talking to Priscila so she could call you, cabr*n.
In case something happens, so that it crashes
Because the street is for men, lambebicho
Don’t be ‘involving women’, you don’t have any ‘f*cking’, lambebicho
I’m going to break your face when he sees you, idiot
You’re going to see what’s going to happen so that you and your family can fuck, cabr*n
Life is beautiful until I demo’ you and grab you by the neck
If you say that I’m going to file a complaint, why do you have so many police in front of your house?
To’ that’ federale’, I sing ‘e chota, bastard
You talk to a bandit and the next thing you know it comes out on Xposed
Even with a photo, cabr*n
Bastard, you are stupid, you and all your people are st*pid, cabr*n
And everyone who supports you is st*pid, cabr*n
Everyone respects me
And the enemies have to suck my bug
I have more soldiers than you
I have more devil than you, more money than you
I rap more than you, I rap more than you
And I sing more than you
And I write more than you, bastard, he hasn’t written a single one of your stories.
And don’t talk shit about Pacho, because as a bandit we understood each other
And we fought and we settled, and we came back and we fought again and we settled again between bandits.
But you’re never going to relate to a damn thing about that, cabr*n.
Because between a bandit and a brother, we tell each other the truth to our faces, whether we like it or not, cabr*n.
What you do is with a stream of ‘e mamone’ that say «yes» to everything you do’
And that’s why you’re f*cking with me and you’re going to die, cabr*n
Your career is going to end, lambebicho
All those who throw me, after six months their careers die, they disappear
And they never play a damn song again, like Coscu, haha!
You mention Presi, and if Presi were alive he would shoot you right now to keep talking sh*t
May the brother rest in peace
Real until death.
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