Paroles et traduction ELPEPEOFICIAL feat. Original Fonk - Como Nas

Como Nas

Me siento como nas en queens bridge
Al otro lado del charco pasare muy bussy
Clasico como pvs lil Weed en su bici
El mismo que te ama te maldice
Estilo vintage como cassete en cinta
El pana de tus tios y la pinta
Maldita me siento el rey y sin ser simba
Tu eres mala pero linda
Ya no me importa quien te singa
Si a esta base quien la chinga
El pepe ya no toma pero brinda
Estlo propio no lo imito
Puedo llegar mas lejos pero me limito
Y eso que ya no escrito
Practico bro que predico tampoco
Ya no fumo por que ufff me pico
Si ese es mas sucio pero yo mas rico
Yo voy a ser fucking leyenda un mito
Por una nena nunca mijo
Como dijo mi pana el chino fijo
What up kid esto si que es otro trip
Mi vida sigue siendo igual a la del videoclip
A mis amigos rip, a todas esas putas fuck
From ecuador walking in new york
I make money but close the doors
Bitches and drugs
Ya me paso segunda vez
Una cosa es que rapees
Otra que digas cosas q no ves
Y otra que sapees
Yo la rompo otra vez en un viz a viz
En un boom bap fresh na que ver mi rex
593 el puto sueño americano que te crees
Yo soy ecuata
De donde la gente es bien sapa
QNK la placa tambien busco la plata
Pero eso no me llena papa
Solo este rap que te mueve la nuca
Me emputa que la vida es tan puta
Pero como esta rola se disfruta
Si cojo la batuta
Mi clicka seria como wutang
Es que ando tan perdido
Que no me encuentran con lupa
Saludos a la tropa
Experto en abrir patas callarte la boca
Hasta en la sopa
Ecuatoriano hasta las webas
Rip marmota
Escucha de esta mierda
Esto si que es otra nota
Boom bap que explota el mate
Los malandros lo vacilan
Y tu jeva se me aloca motherfucker
Y solo flota con el sonido
Mas hijo de puta que yo sigo la ruta
Saliendo de la cripta
Dejando bien en claro quien la rompe
De norte a sur de sur A norte
Asi que ponte once volvi pa darle al goce
Solo pa darle al goce

Like Nas

I feel like Nas in Queensbridge
Across the pond, I'll be very busy
Classic like Lil Weed's PVs on his bike
The same one who loves you curses you
Vintage style like a cassette tape
Your uncles' friend and the look
Damn, I feel like the king without being Simba
You're bad but beautiful
I don't care who you're with anymore
If this beat is being messed with
El Pepe doesn't drink anymore, but he offers a toast
My own style, I don't imitate it
I could go further, but I limit myself
And that's even though I don't write anymore
I practice, bro, but I don't preach either
I don't smoke anymore because, uff, it gets to me
If he's dirtier, I'm richer
I'm going to be a fucking legend, a myth
Never for a girl, my son
As my friend Chino said, for sure
What up, kid, this is another trip
My life is still the same as in the music video
RIP to my friends, fuck all those hoes
From Ecuador, walking in New York
I make money but I close the doors
Bitches and drugs
It already happened to me a second time
One thing is to rap
Another is to say things you don't see
And another is to know the game
I'm breaking it again in a one-on-one
In a boom bap fresh, nothing to do with my rex
593, the American dream you think you have
I'm Ecuadorian
Where people are real snakes
QNK, the plate, I'm also looking for money
But that doesn't fill me, dad
Only this rap that moves your neck
It pisses me off that life is such a bitch
But how this song is enjoyed
If I grab the baton
My crew would be like Wu-Tang
I'm so lost
They can't find me with a magnifying glass
Greetings to the troops
Expert in opening legs, shutting your mouth
Even in the soup
Ecuadorian to the core
RIP marmot
Listen to this shit
This is another note
Boom bap that explodes the mate
The thugs are vibing to it
And your girl is going crazy, motherfucker
And she just floats with the sound
More of a son of a bitch than me, I follow the route
Leaving the crypt
Making it clear who's breaking it
From north to south, from south to north
So put on eleven, I'm back to give it to the pleasure
Just to give it to the pleasure