Текст и перевод песни Thug Pol - Good Times

Good Times

Que buenos tiempos!
Ouou ouou
Que buenos tiempos ouou good times
Good times

Yo salia de mi canton con un chicharrón
Y guardaba una peceta mas en el pantalon
Fumando con mis compás en el montón

Nomas se veía el humadero entre puro pelon que tranza
Loco! es otro día que me topas bien loco forjando y fumando

Hasta me truenen este coco, no pueden faltar las mamis,
Moviendo el cul* como en el miami no te sorprendas you nowk my

No se me olvida de donde venimos y
Tengo bien presente que para morir nacimos
Vida sola una por eso así la vivimos, m
E muero sonriendo sobres ay nos vimos
(Sobre ay nos vimos) ouou

Que buenos tiempos, que buenos tiempos
(Good times, good times)
Que buenos tiempos ouou
Que buenos tiempos cabron

Me cotorreo todavía con mis compás con los que crecia, mi
Segunda family in fuck shit policia.
Aquí se hace la machaca una pinche
Vida bien maniaka, plaka demoníaca ahh

Subele volumen al ranflón, e
Nciende el porro y homie vamonos a dar el roll
Ahorita de prendidos nos lanzamos al
Mignt club cero sentimiento fuck love
Que vida la de ayer no eh cambiado tanto
Y no lo pienso hacer va pasando el tiempo

Pero al parecer, la mota la saco,
Lo forjo lo prendo y me fumo otra vez
Que buenos tiempos ouou
Que buenos tiempos ouou
Good times good times
Que buenos tiempos ouou
Que buenos tiempos cabrón.

Good Times

Oh, what a good time!
Whoa, whoa
Oh, what a good time whoa, whoa, good times
Good times

I used to leave my room with a pork rind
I put a few more coins in my pants
Smoking weed with my homies in the corner

You could see the cloud of smoke with nothing but bald dudes saying what's up
Yo, that's another day that you see me tripping out forging and smoking weed

Until they break up this coconut, the girls can't be missing
Moving their butts like in Miami, don't be surprised, you know

I never forget where we come from and
I know very well that we were born to die
Only one life so that's how we live it, man
I will die smiling, see you later
(See you later) whoa, whoa

Oh, what a good time, oh, what a good time
(Good times, good times)
Oh, what a good time whoa, whoa
Oh, what a good time dude

I still hang out with my buddies that I grew up with, my
Second family, fuck the police
Here, they get high all the time, it's a fucking
Crazy life, wicked girls, damn

Turn up the music in the car, and
Light up the blunt and let's go for a ride, man
Now high as a kite we're going to the
Nightclub, zero emotion, fuck love
Yesterday's life hasn't changed that much
And I'm not going to let it, because time goes by

But apparently, I get the weed out,
I roll it, light it, and smoke it again
Oh, what a good time whoa, whoa
Oh, what a good time whoa, whoa
Good times, good times
Oh, what a good time whoa, whoa
Oh, what a good time dude.