Héctor "El Father" feat. Yomo - No Haces Na - translation of the lyrics into English

Lyrics and translation Héctor "El Father" feat. Yomo - No Haces Na




No Haces Na
You Do Nothing
Tu combo, bambalan, no hacen na'
Your crew, boo, you do nothing
A la hora de la verdad, no hacen na'
When the truth comes out, you do nothing
Por el suelo va a correr la sangre
Blood will run on the floor
Y el que fantasmee, se muere
And the one who acts tough, dies
Tu combo, bambalan (no hacen na')
Your crew, bambalan (you do nothing)
Y el que fantasmee (se muere)
And the one who fantasizes (dies)
Tu, y to's los tuyos (no hacen na')
You and all yours (you do nothing)
Y el que pillemos presta'o (se muere)
And the one we catch unprepared (dies)
Ustedes no hacen na' Despertaron al difunto
You guys do nothing You've awakened the dead
Yo no los mato, papi, porque me la apunto
I don't kill you, baby, because I'm trying to target
Si esto fuera un bloque yo seria el dueño 'el punto
If this were a block I'd be the owner, the point
Homb'e no, cabrones, tirenme to's juntos
Man, fuck you, shoot me all at once
No te envuelas, loco
Don't fuck around, fool
O amaneces con moscas en la boco
Or you'll wake up with flies on your mouth
So co', 'tas guerreando con el motherfuck'o
Bro, you're messing with the motherfucker
Tira un pies al bote y amanezes por Loize en tocon
Throw your foot in the boat and you'll wake up in Loiza in a coffin
Locon, Tira y te damo' un soplamocon
Dumbass, take a shot and we'll give you a hard blow
Que yo ando con mi combo y con un pistolon
I walk around with my crew and a big gun
Si te pilla de seguro te parto el melon
If it catches you, I'm sure it'll split your head open
No me ronques te conozco, tu eres un lloron
Don't piss me off I know you, you're a whiner
Y estoy loco que te tires enano cabron
And I'm crazy that you throw yourself in the dwarf bastard
Tu combo, bambalan, no hacen na'
Your crew, bambalan, you do nothing
A la hora de la verdad, no hacen na'
When the truth comes out, you do nothing
Por el suelo va a correr la sangre
Blood will run on the floor
Y el que fantasmee, se muere
And the one who fantasizes, dies
Tu combo, bambalan (no hacen na')
Your crew, bambalan (you do nothing)
Y el que fantasmee (se muere)
And the one who fantasizes (dies)
Tu, y to's los tuyos (no hacen na')
You and all yours (you do nothing)
Y el que pillemos presta'o (se muere)
And the one we catch unprepared (dies)
To' estos mama bichos roncan, se pasan hablando de mi
All these mama bugs snore, they talk too much about me
Sabiendo que soy full, y to's ustedes son semi
Knowing that I'm full and you're all semi
A mi, sin cojones me tienen los Grammy
To me, the Grammys got no balls
Soy notorio como Gammy usted es payaso como Remi
I'm notorious like Gammy, you're a clown like Remi
Se durmieron en la orilla, pai, se los llevo el tsunami
You fell asleep on the shore, man, the tsunami took you away
Nosotros somos "too many" te va a pasar como a Manny
We're "too many" you'll turn out like Manny
Tumba ese piquete 'e Benny, socio usted no vale un "penny"
Knock down that Benny picket line, buddy, you're not worth a penny
Papi cuando te pillemos no vengas a llamar a tu mami
Daddy when we catch you don't come calling your mommy
Que yo ando con mi combo y con un pistolon
I walk around with my crew and a big gun
Si te pilla de seguro te parto el melon
If it catches you, I'm sure it'll split your head open
No me ronques te conozco, tu eres un lloron
Don't piss me off I know you, you're a whiner
Y estoy loco que te tires enano cabron
And I'm crazy that you throw yourself in the dwarf bastard
Tu combo, bambalan, no hacen na'
Your crew, bambalan, you do nothing
A la hora de la verdad, no hacen na'
When the truth comes out, you do nothing
Por el suelo va a correr la sangre
Blood will run on the floor
Y el que fantasmee, se muere
And the one who fantasizes, dies
Tu combo, bambalan (no hacen na')
Your crew, bambalan (you do nothing)
Y el que fantasmee (se muere)
And the one who fantasizes (dies)
Tu, y to's los tuyos (no hacen na')
You and all yours (you do nothing)
Y el que pillemos presta'o (se muere)
And the one we catch unprepared (dies)





Writer(s): Gabriel Antonio Cruz Padilla, Yoel Damas, Christian Adorno, Matias Figarola


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