Lyrics and translation Zona infame - Oso Andino, No Panda.

Oso Andino, No Panda.

Voy a decirles una cosa
Pa' que entiendan
Yo soy andino y no
Me creo lo que inventan
Si quedan como ridículos
Nulos no se ofendan
Pero las cosas son como son
Pa' que se den cuenta
Si quedan como ridiculos
Nulos no se ofendan
Pero las cosas son como son
Pa' que se den cuenta
Soy un oso andino, no panda
No me gusta esa propaganda
Se creen que comandan
Pero cuando llegan a casa
Su mami les manda
No tienen ni plata pero
Dicen que si y que paran
En parranda
Se la pegan de chevere y ganster
Pero más maleante es
Mi tía miranda
Ellos piden pa la chancha
Y dicen que desbordan en fachas
Pero por la pinta que tienen
No chapan ni siquiera
Jerma borracha
Los tachan, los despachan
Y los pisan como cucarachas
Y encima tienen la carita
Bien dura al decir
Que les sobran muchachas
Nisiquiera suenas en youtube
Tu mamá te escucha y dice buuu
Como pretendes que haciendo
Este remix de mierda
Tu vas a sonar en perú
Dinero no tienes nene
Tu papá te mantiene y tu
No tomas whisky con red bull
Tu tomas cañazo con pulp
Pues yo no, pues yo no
No les creo na' no...
Mocositos traviesos
Hablando bien grueso
Para mi es en vano
Que plomo a plomo
Ellos se estan matando
Y mamá les apaga la partida
Que en counter strike
Estaban jugando
Ellos quieren problemas y les daremos problemas
Ellos quieren problemas y les daremos problemas
Voy a subirme la manga
Pa' dejarte como un panda
Te voy a poner a saltar
Ram babam babam bam ba!
Dices que paras en ganga
Que bebes en muchas parrandas
Solo te veo con una botella
Y junto a un combo
Que tu no comandas
No intentes ser quien no eres
A ti no te buscan las mujeres
Si te coje un paco te mueres
Dime perro quien eres?
Solo un crosty
Que no sirve pal costy
Me cago en tus jordan
Tu armani, tu snapback
Y tu tenis marca janoski
¡Fuck shit!
Dice que anda armao en la zona
Y que tiene un fierro
Que te desploma
Solo ha matao un par de palomas
Si no veo el arma
Cuando estamos en persona
Cuando te ven
El mundo se calla
Pero al segundo se cagan de risa
Y mas si te silvan
En una entrevista
Hablan de timber
Y paran en G-zuck
Estas para darte
Una paliza, pisar tu cara
Hacerla trizas
No eres maleante
Si hablas de barrio
Rezandole al padre en la misa
Hablas mas grueso que basta
Dice que fuma a lo rasta
En su calle le dicen muela
Por como lo masca
Luego que lo rasca
No creo tu cuento de gansta
Te cuento que el que tiene money
No habla de fajo
Solamente gasta
Soy un oso andino, no panda
No me gusta esa propaganda
Se creen que comandan
Pero cuando llegan a casa
Su mami les manda
No tienen ni plata pero
Dicen que si y que paran
En parranda
Se la pegan de chevere y ganster
Pero más maleante es
Mi tía miranda
Soy un oso andino, no panda
No me gusta esa propaganda
Se creen que comandan
Pero cuando llegan a casa
Su mami les manda
No tienen ni plata pero
Dicen que si y que paran
En parranda
Se la pegan de chevere y ganster
Pero más maleante es
Mi tía miranda
MI TIA MIRANDA ES MAS MALEANTE QUE TU
SOY ANDINO, NO PANDA
ZONA INFAME
MI HERMANITA TIENE UN PANDA DE PELUCHE
Y SU PANDA DA MAS MIEDO QUE TU
A TI NO TE CREO, LE CREO A LO MIO
AQUI MANDA OSO ANDINO, NO PANDA

Andean Bear, Not Panda.

I'm going to tell you one thing
So you understand
I'm Andean and I don't
Believe what they invent
If you look ridiculous
You nulls, don't be offended
But things are what they are
So you realize
If you look ridiculous
You nulls, don't be offended
But things are what they are
So you realize
I'm an Andean bear, not a panda
I don't like that propaganda
They think they're in command
But when they get home
Their mommy bosses them around
They don't even have money but
They say they do and that they party
Hard
They act all cool and gangster
But my aunt Miranda is more thug
Than them
They beg for booze
And say they're overflowing with cash
But by the look of them
They can't even handle
Cheap booze
They're labeled, dismissed
And stepped on like cockroaches
And on top of that, they have the nerve
To say
That they have plenty of girls
You don't even sound good on YouTube
Your mom listens to you and goes "boo"
How do you pretend that by doing
This shitty remix
You're going to be heard in Peru
You have no money, kid
Your dad supports you and you
Don't drink whiskey with Red Bull
You drink cheap booze with fruit pulp
Well, I don't, well I don't
Don't believe you at all, no...
Naughty little brats
Talking tough
It's pointless to me
That bullet by bullet
They're killing each other
And mom turns off their game
Because in Counter-Strike
They were playing
They want trouble and we'll give them trouble
They want trouble and we'll give them trouble
I'm going to roll up my sleeve
To leave you like a panda
I'm going to make you jump
Ram babam babam bam ba!
You say you're part of a gang
That you drink at many parties
I only see you with one bottle
And next to a crew
That you don't command
Don't try to be who you're not
Women aren't looking for you
If a cop catches you, you're dead
Tell me, dog, who are you?
Just a crusty
That's no good for anything
I shit on your Jordans
Your Armani, your snapback
And your Janoski brand shoes
Fuck shit!
He says he's armed in the hood
And that he has a gun
That will drop you
He's only killed a couple of pigeons
If I don't see the weapon
When we're face to face
When they see you
The world goes silent
But a second later they burst out laughing
And even more so if they boo you
In an interview
They talk about Timberland
And party in G-zuck
You're up for
A beating, having your face stepped on
Shattered
You're not a thug
If you talk about the streets
While praying to the Father at Mass
You talk tougher than Basta
He says he smokes like a Rasta
On his street they call him "Muela"
Because of how he chews it
After he scratches it
I don't believe your gangster story
I'll tell you that the one with money
Doesn't talk about stacks
He just spends
I'm an Andean bear, not a panda
I don't like that propaganda
They think they're in command
But when they get home
Their mommy bosses them around
They don't even have money but
They say they do and that they party
Hard
They act all cool and gangster
But my aunt Miranda is more thug
Than them
I'm an Andean bear, not a panda
I don't like that propaganda
They think they're in command
But when they get home
Their mommy bosses them around
They don't even have money but
They say they do and that they party
Hard
They act all cool and gangster
But my aunt Miranda is more thug
Than them
MY AUNT MIRANDA IS MORE OF A THUG THAN YOU
I'M ANDEAN, NOT A PANDA
ZONA INFAME
MY LITTLE SISTER HAS A STUFFED PANDA
AND HER PANDA IS SCARIER THAN YOU
I DON'T BELIEVE YOU, I BELIEVE IN MY OWN
HERE THE ANDEAN BEAR RULES, NOT THE PANDA