Paroles et traduction C.R.O - Tirame

Tirame

Negro a la mierda, solo vine pa' ensuciar el juego
Preguntale a tu puta que anda escuchando Bardero$
Wacho no somos estrellas, solo somos pordioseros
Manada de atorrantes creados por el mismo suelo

Prendelo, movelo, puta no hagas preguntas
Que sigo a pleno con la verdadera mala junta
Me apuntan pero no me disparan
Negro me dan los huevos pa' escupirtelo en la cara

Tirando granadas, viviendo entre polvo de hadas
Wacho, ¿hablás de mí? Tu puta me quiere en su cama
Podría estar con ella pero hoy no me da la gana
Acá no hay punto medio, la perdes o te la ganan

Buscando lana, lana buscando, buscando
Que hable lo que quiera, su puta sigue chupando
Ninguno se imagina la mierda que estoy planeando
Se lo toman en serio y C.R.O está jugando

Wacho, qué querés ir mostrando, si solo estoy forreando
Traigo el triple de material que estás escuchando
¿Querés irlo probando? ¿Vos qué me estás contando?
Técnicas y métricas, ¿vivencias para cuándo?

Cerró el jodido mando, lo vivo, te lo mando
Vení date una vuelta, por el barrio están gozando
Seguimos inhalando, comiéndonos tu mambo
Si sos tan bueno entonces ¿por qué no me estás tirando?

Van bro, para afuera
Tu equipo desespera, el mío juega en primera
Criticado por ser loco, pocos son los que me esperan
Sé bien que quedaste roto porque formé otra manera

Decimelo negga, a ver si vienen de frente
Mis caninos son caninos, tus felinos solo mienten
Preguntale a quién vos quieras, nunca estuviste presente
Soy un chico de barrio, el barrio ahora vive en mi mente, damn

Tirame

Damn lady, I'm here to dirty the game
Ask your lady that she is listening to Bardero$
We are not stars, just beggars
Gang of bums created by the same ground

Light it, move it, lady don't ask questions
I'm still at full speed with the real bad gang
They point at me but they don't shoot me
I got the balls to spit in your face

Throwing grenades, living among fairy dust
Wacho, are you talking about me? Your lady wants me in her bed
I could be with her but I don't feel like it today
There is no middle ground here, you either lose it or you win it

Looking for wool, wool looking for, looking for
Let him talk what he wants, your lady is still sucking
Nobody can imagine the shit I'm planning
They take it seriously and C.R.O is playing

What do you want to show off, if I'm just lining up
I bring three times the material you're listening to
Do you want to try it? What are you telling me?
Techniques and metrics, when are you going to live?

Closed the damn remote, I live it, I send it to you
Come take a walk, they are enjoying themselves in the neighborhood
We keep inhaling, eating your mambo
If you are so good, then why aren't you throwing me?

Let's go, outside
Your team is desperate, mine plays in the first division
Criticized for being crazy, few are waiting for me
I know you were broken because I formed another way

Tell me, negga, let's see if they come from the front
My canines are canines, your felines only lie
Ask whomever you want, you were never present
I'm a kid from the hood, the hood now lives in my mind, damn