Vivo - Benny Benni feat. Endo, Delirious, Pacho Y Cirilo, Miky Woodz & Valdo El Leopardo traduction en anglais

Vivo

Pista que me pongan la rompo en canto
Estos cabrones siempre me roncan tanto
Fronteando y to' eso ya me lo viví
Clavandose gatas que ya les metí
Hablando de carros, prendas y dinero
Pelea por el segundo que yo soy el primero
Como me fumo un blunt
Así de fácil en la calle yo campie
Si había problema solo guerreaba con diez
Me querían ver la cabeza donde están mis pies
Y sigo vivo, vivo
Escondiéndome de la muerte (Alqaedas Incorporated)
Vivo, vivo (Oye la muerte me busca
Pero a mí ni por tres me quiere, porque...)

Uff, túmbame ya ese cortometraje
No ronque de ticket, tu gata tiene quemao' el traje
Yo si tengo babys que no le hace falta maquillaje
Son un par de peso y ya tú sabes, un booty salvaje

Ando chilling por el barrio con doscientos encima el biuro
Róncame de duro y mañana estás muerto de seguro
Rompiendo la ley, ando con Nelson guillao' de Scarface
Este 16 escuchalo y cien veces dale play

Oiganme colegas, denle suavecito por la brega
Porque el negro se te pega y esta nena si no juega
Cambien el modo de vista o se me va lo de artista
Y tú vas a dar más vuelta que un cabrón trapecista

Dejen de presumir, que aquí to' vamo a morir
Cuando te mueras socio, se jodieron los trescientos mil
Estabas bien y no guardaste, to'ito lo gastaste
Explotó la guerra, 'tas pelao' y loco te quedaste

Debajo del mattress 4 palo, 2 coso pa' venderlo en octavos
Cien mil en efectivo enterrao' en el clavo
Pa' gastar, tenemos corazón pa' guerrear
Tú solamente saca pico y a tu casa voy a llegar

No estamos easy, ahora los Alqaedas somos ISIS
Te picamo y te enterramo, pa' velarte están en crisis
Nunca me duermo, la calle siempre será un infierno
Los que se cayeron creyeron que estábamos en invierno

Y sigo vivo, si estoy en la calle es por un motivo
Seguimos viajando el mundo haciendo conciertos masivos
No me frontees de gatas trilys, que a to'as las puse en wheely
De 3 en 3 se iban, coronaba fumando un philly

La película está cabrona
Mujeres, carro, prendas y motora
Los que no me soportaban ahora me lo maman
Las que ni me miraban ahora me aman
(Fuck you chorro e' hija e' puta)

(Endo)
Estoy más vivo que nunca, rompiendo el bloque
Tengo ciento y pico gatas que no son desenfoque
Te metemo con el R Fuego, con to' el torque
Después sacó la Glock y te hago un retoque

Yo soy Secret Family hasta que Dios decida
Por mi combo y mi family yo doy la vida
Desde que mi hermano Lele tuvo su despedida
Me puse al garete con la Perco y la bebida

Ya no creo en ninguno, en la calle no amarro
Cantante que se ponga en el micro lo barro
El de la voz gruesa, la calle yo narro
Y pongo por el piso a to' estos charro

Palabreo, piquete y combete de sobra
El que se la busque el AK le cobra
Flow Mas Letra Mas Calle, me presento en el intro
Y ustedes sin aceite, yo les corro con nitro

Como me fumo un blunt
Así de fácil en la calle yo campie
Si había problema solo guerreaba con diez
Me querían ver la cabeza donde están mis pies

Y sigo vivo, vivo
Escondiéndome de la muerte
Vivo, vivo
Más [?] y más fuerte

(Miky Woodz)
My nigga estamos subiendo, creciendo, la presión se está sintiendo
Escribo un verso y prendo, sacó un flow de los miles que tengo
You feel me? 'Toy tan cabrón que aveces ni me entiendo
Me sigo riendo, viendo cómo los sigo partiendo (Que facil)

Subí y par de esto haters bajaron, oh god (No pueden)
Subí, como los Lakers se quedaron ('Tan quedao')
No entraron a playoff, pa' Los Insectos el off
Prendo un puff puff, mi chaqueta cuero brilla sin Tuff Stuff

Leggo, a la disco llego
¿Qué tu gata es la más dura? Ya yo le di primero
Quieren tumbarme la cabeza en este juego
Y yo juego con fuego, como un vísperas como los quemo

Quiero more weed, ya me siento high
She wanna fuck me, en la mano trago e' Bombay
Me gustan atletas de esas que van a las Justas de L.A.I
Y como dice Drake: "My baby I don't lie, don't lie, don't lie"

(Valdo El Leopardo)
Sigo vivo, me tiran balas y ya ni las esquivo
Porque antes que me zumben ya yo los percibo
Quieren verme muerto, mínimo en intensivo
Porque les causó daño como un cáncer progresivo

Me tiran la mala, me dicen que no tengo el torque pa' partir un beat
Pero de to' eso que ustedes hablan hace tiempo que yo lo viví
Ustedes son niños con falta de teta, pues chupenme este bibí
Yo canto la real, ustedes cantan lo que ven en un DVD

Niños tomen asiento, les voy a decir lo que siento
La muerte me anda buscando y ella se cree que no la presiento
Muchos conspiran en mi contra, me quieran dar más de doscientos
Pero ellos no saben que ando con la Bugs Bunny debajo del asiento

Flow Mas Letra Mas Calle, estudió, pista y chavo
La gata que ustedes se quieren comer hace tiempo que yo me clavo
La calle corre por mis venas desde que yo estaba en octavo
Soy cantante pero si te la busca te rajo con el cabo

(Flow Mas Letra Mas Calle)
Sigo vivo gordo puerco, en las malas y en las buenas
Todo es feca, tu historia, tu piquete, tu cadena
Tu vicio de cocaína siempre ha sido el problema
Ya Coscu lo dijo, Syko no has pegao' un tema

Te mande hacer el culo pa' volarte las tapa
Fumando crack con Elio se van a dar cachapa
Aunque te escondas por Orlando te buscamos en el mapa
Cuando salgas de Glitz plak-plaka plak-plaka

Infelizes, 'tan goteando to' por las narices
Somos lo de la fuerza sin tener pecho ni biceps
Al lápiz de 6 cambio no hay cantante que lo pise
No me ronquen de anacondas si no llegan ni a lombrices

El flow lo tiene Deli, la letra La Jodienda
Endo por la calle pa' que estos puercos entiendan
Que cuando Benny zumba, el bloque se estremece
Huelo bicho sigo vivo y Syko "El Terror" fallece

Como me fumo un blunt
Así de fácil en la calle yo campie
Si había problema solo guerreaba con diez
Me querían ver la cabeza donde están mis pies

Y sigo vivo, vivo
Escondiéndome de la muerte
Vivo, vivo
Más [?] y más fuerte

A continuación escuchará
Secret Family
Un mixtape de altura
Donde el flow, la letra y la calle sobran
Benny Benni
Endo
Delirious
Valdo El Leopardo
Miky Woodz
Cirilo "El Sakamostro"
Pacho "El Antifeka"
Skaary
Pichyboyz
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Live

Track that they put on me I break it into song
These bastards always make me snore so much
Fronting up and to ' I've already lived that
Nailing cats that I already put them in
Talking about cars, clothes and money
Fight for the second that I am the first
How to smoke a blunt
Just like that on the street I campie
If there was a problem, he only fought with ten
They wanted to see my head where my feet are
And I'm still alive, alive
Hiding from Death (Alqaedas Incorporated)
I live, I live (Hey death is looking for me
But he doesn't love me for three, because...)

Ugh, put that short film down for me already
Don't snore about ticket, your cat has a burnt' the suit
I do have babies that don't need makeup
They're a couple of weight and you know, a wild booty

I'm chilling around the neighborhood with two hundred on the biuro
Beat me hard and tomorrow you're dead for sure
Breaking the law, I'm hanging out with Nelson Guillao' by Scarface
This 16 listen to it and a hundred times give it play

Listen to me, colleagues, give him a little smoothie for the brega
Because the black guy sticks to you and this babe if he doesn't play
Change the view mode or the artist thing is going away
And you're gonna turn around more than a trapeze artist bastard

Stop bragging, that here...'I'm going to die
When you die partner, the three hundred thousand are fucked
You were fine and you didn't save, to'ito you spent it
The war exploded, 'tas pelao' and crazy you stayed

Under the mattress 4 stick, 2 sew to ' sell it in eighths
One hundred thousand in cash burrao' on the nail
To spend, we have a heart to fight
You just take a peak and I'll come to your house

We are not easy, now the Alqaedas are ISIS
I sting you and bury you, to watch over you are in crisis
I never fall asleep, the street will always be hell
Those who fell thought we were in winter

And I'm still alive, if I'm on the street it's for a reason
We continue to travel the world doing massive concerts
Don't tell me about trilys cats, I put them all in wheely
3 at a time they were leaving, I would top it off by smoking a philly

The movie is fucked
Women, car, clothes and motorboat
Those who couldn't stand me now blow me
The ones who wouldn't even look at me now love me
(Fuck you squirt and 'daughter and' whore)

(Endo)
I'm more alive than ever, breaking the block
I have a hundred and something cats that are not blur
We mess you up with the R Fire, with to' the torque
Then he took out the Glock and I'll give you a touch-up

I am Secret Family until God decides
For my combo and my family I give my life
Since my brother Lele had his farewell
I got on the hook with the Perco and the drink

I don't believe in anyone anymore, on the street I don't moor
Singer to get on the mic I sweep it
The one with the thick voice, the street I narrate
And I lay on the floor to to' these charro

Talk, picket and fight to spare
The one who is looking for the AK charges him
Flow Mas Letra Mas Calle, I show up in the intro
And you without oil, I'll run you with nitro

How to smoke a blunt
Just like that on the street I campie
If there was a problem, he only fought with ten
They wanted to see my head where my feet are

And I'm still alive, alive
Hiding from death
Alive, alive
More [?] and stronger

(Miky Woodz)
My nigga we're going up, growing up, the pressure is being felt
I write a verse and turn on, it took a flow out of the thousands that I have
Do you feel me? 'I'm such a bastard that sometimes I don't even understand myself
I keep laughing, seeing how I keep splitting them (How easy)

I went up and a couple of these haters came down, oh god (They can't)
I went up, like the Lakers stayed ('Tan quedao')
They didn't make the playoff, pa' The Insects the off
I turn on a puff puff, my leather jacket shines without Tuff Stuff

Leggo, I'm coming to the disco
Is your cat the toughest? I already gave him first
They want to lay my head on this game
And I play with fire, like a vespers as I burn them

I want more weed, I already feel high
She wanna fuck me, in the hand I drink e' Bombay
I like those athletes who go to the L.A. Jousting... I
And as Drake says: "My baby I don't lie, don't lie, don't lie"

(Valdo The Leopard)
I'm still alive, they throw bullets at me and I can't even dodge them anymore
Because before they buzz me I already perceive them
They want to see me dead, minimum in intensive
Because it caused them harm like a progressive cancer

They throw the bad one at me, they tell me I don't have the torque to 'split a beat
But of to' that which you speak long ago that I lived it
You are children with a lack of boob, well suck me this bibi
I sing the real one, you sing what you see on a DVD

Kids take a seat, I'm gonna tell you how I feel
Death is looking for me and she thinks I don't feel it
Many conspire against me, they want to give me more than two hundred
But they don't know that I walk around with the Bugs Bunny under the seat

Flow Mas Letra Mas Calle, estudio, pista y chavo
The cat that you want to eat for a long time I nailed
The street has been running through my veins since I was in eighth grade
I'm a singer but if you look for it I'll fuck you with the corporal

(Flow Mas Letra Mas Calle)
I'm still alive fat pig, through thick and thin
Everything is feca, your story, your picket, your chain
Your cocaine habit has always been the problem
Coscu already said it, Syko has not stuck' a theme

I told you to do your ass to blow your top
Smoking crack with Elio are going to give each other cachapa
Even if you hide around Orlando we are looking for you on the map
When you leave Glitz plak-plaka plak-plaka

Unhappy, 'so dripping...' to the nose
We are the thing of strength without having chest or biceps
To the pencil of 6 change there is no singer to step on it
Don't snore at me from anacondas if you don't even get to worms

The flow has it Deli, the lyrics The Fuck
Endo down the street for these pigs to understand
That when Benny buzzes, the block shakes
I smell a bug I'm still alive and Syko "The Terror" dies

How to smoke a blunt
Just like that on the street I campie
If there was a problem, he only fought with ten
They wanted to see my head where my feet are

And I'm still alive, alive
Hiding from death
Alive, alive
More [?] and stronger

Then you will hear
Secret Family
A mixtape of height
Where the flow, the letter and the street are superfluous
Benny Benni
Endo
Delirious
Valdo The Leopard
Miky Woodz
Cyril "The Sakamostro"
Pacho "The Antifeka"
Skaary
Pichyboyz
Los Terricolas Inc.
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