Paroles et traduction Eladio Carrion feat. Natanael Cano, Ovi & Noriel - Ele Uve - Remix

Ele Uve - Remix

Al estilo de Pablo, droga mandando
Los kilos llegan de Durango
Yo no soy malandro, pero estoy al mando
LV, en la nube voy volando

Ni yo me la creo
Ahora tengo todo lo que yo quiero
Ni yo me la creo
Los rifles y palos de hierro

L-L-L-LV en mis pantalone′, pero no son Levi's
Ante′ no comía bien, ahora como rib-eye
Big boss, Rick Ross, como DY
La' mujere' me dan cake, cake como Steve Aoki

En alta, pero siempre estamo′ lowkey
Fumando verde como el traje dе Loki
Tengo el cuello frío, puеdo jugar hockey
Ovi, dile

LV en mis pants (¿qué?)
Uber pa′ las gata' ya cuando se van
Hace rato los maté (prr), me dicen "matatán" (prr)
No te me haga′ má' el duro, que tú no ere′ tan-tan, tan-tan, yeah

Que tú no ere' tan-tan (yeah)
Cuando camino mis cadena′ suenan clan-clan-clan
Yo ando en una van, siempre con mi clan
Y con do' o tre' chingo′ que bajo y la′ dan (prr)

Pa' mí es pan, pan y al vino, vino (vino, vino)
Yo tengo un Cotto que siempre me trae vinchino (oh)
Siempre Moschino, Balenciaga o Valentino (jaja)
Yo soy el perro que más huella′ ha' deja′o por to' el camino

Y borra eso de tu memoria (¿qué?)
¿Tú no ve′ que traigo el pique? Yo pasé a la historia (sí)
Desde que 'toy má' pega′o, to′a quieren ser mis novia'
Dicen que con la gloria se olvidan la′ memoria' y me odian, fuck (fuck you)

Estoy ballin′, NBA, tú 'tá ballin′ también, pero en D-League, yeah
Y si no e' melaza, ¿papi, qué te pasa? no me pase' ese phillie (No)
Solo gasolina, fumando puré
Quiero una jeva que esté dura, pero que ella me dure (wuh)
Una cara linda con un culito que me enchule (ah dile′, ela; prr)
No quiero ver billete′ si no van a ser lo' azule′ (No-No-Noriel; yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

LV con el cuello frío
Controlando el mundo desde el caserío (ajá)
Lo' AK son mío′, lo' culo′ son mío' (rrr, ah)
Descubrí que soy el norte; me escondí y 'taban perdío′ (wuh)

Pero podrío′ en plata (plata)
Fumando cookie con Eladio, con el Ovi y con Nata (Nata)
No hacemo' coro con rata′ (prr)
La yerba mala no se muere, por eso e' que no me matan (ah, ah)

Pájaro′ de acero volando en el cielo
Se hace lo que quiero, la' ganancia′ me la' entrega el cartero
Pero (wuh), más dinero, más problema', más yo quiero
Al que se prenda lo′ apagamo′ y de una pa'l cenicero

Y la movie en on (on), con todo y beacon (-on)
Lo′ kilo' lo′ pateamo' y llegan directo al home (home)
Cómo lo hacemo′ no es tema de conversación
Aunque se disfracen sabemo' quiéne' son, son, son (wuh)

Yo soy profeta en mi tierra
Hasta el día en que yo me muera
Con doscientos millones yo sí volviera
Mami, no terminaré muerto acá afuera
Pero tengo gente que por mí se fueran

Al infierno pa′onde voy
Desde que tengo millone′ yo ya no sé quién soy
Si ustede' meten un kilo, yo ya les metí dos
Cuando enrolo con Eladio nos vamos pa′ plutón-tón-tón-tón

LV en mi' pantalones, pero no son Levi′s
Ante' no comía bien, ahora como rib-eye
Big boss, Rick Ross, como DY
La′ mujere' me dan cake, cake como Steve Aoki

En alta, pero siempre estamo 'lowkey
Fumando verde como el traje de Loki
Tengo el cuello frío, puedo jugar hockey
Tu cuello brilla, pero eso es Swarovski

′Toy fumando un OG
No me pase′ una pangola porque eso e' four cheese
Siempre están hablando y soplando como un ñoqui
A todo′ mis envidioso, que me den un toqui

En la punta del bicho mío, lo llamo Rocky
No me diga' que tú le pagaste al disc-jockey
Pa′ poner tu música en la disco y hacen coquí
Ya lo' mío′ repeat, ya los tuyo' delete

LV en mi pantalones, pero no son Levi's
Ante′ no comía bien, ahora como rib-eye
Big boss, Rick Ross, como DY
La′ mujere' me dan cake, cake como Steve Aoki

En alta, pero siempre estamo′ lowkey
Fumando verde como el traje de Loki
Tengo el cuello frío, puedo jugar hockey, yeah

Ele Uve - Remix

In Pablo's style, drugs are in charge
The kilos come from Durango
I'm not a thug, but I'm in command
LV, I'm flying in the clouds

I can't even believe it myself
Now I have everything I want
I can't even believe it myself
The rifles and iron bars

L-L-L-LV on my pants, but they're not Levi's
I didn't eat well before, now I eat rib-eye
Big boss, Rick Ross, like DY
The women give me cake, cake like Steve Aoki

High up, but we're always lowkey
Smoking green like Loki's suit
My neck is cold, I can play hockey
Ovi, tell her

LV on my pants (what?)
Uber for the girls when they leave
I killed them a while ago (prr), they call me "matatán" (prr)
Don't act tough anymore, you're not that-that, that-that, yeah

That you're not that-that (yeah)
When I walk my chains sound clan-clan-clan
I'm in a van, always with my clan
And with two or three chicks that I get down and they give it (prr)

For me it's bread, bread and to wine, wine (wine, wine)
I have a Cotto that always brings me vinchino (oh)
Always Moschino, Balenciaga or Valentino (haha)
I'm the dog that has left the most footprints all over the road

And erase that from your memory (what?)
Don't you see that I have the pique? I went down in history (yes)
Since I'm more stuck, they all want to be my girlfriends'
They say that with glory they forget their memories and they hate me, fuck (fuck you)

I'm ballin', NBA, you're ballin' too, but in the D-League, yeah
And if it's not molasses, daddy, what's wrong? Don't pass me that phillie (No)
Just gasoline, smoking puree
I want a girl who's hard, but who will last me (wuh)
A pretty face with a little ass that turns me on (ah tell her, ela; prr)
I don't want to see bills if they're not going to be blue (No-No-Noriel; yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

LV with a cold neck
Controlling the world from the neighborhood (aha)
The AKs are mine, the asses are mine (rrr, ah)
I discovered that I am the north; I hid and they were lost (wuh)

But I could in silver (silver)
Smoking cookie with Eladio, with Ovi and with Nata (Nata)
We don't do chorus with rats (prr)
Bad weed doesn't die, that's why they don't kill me (ah, ah)

Steel birds flying in the sky
What I want is done, the postman delivers the profits
But (wuh), more money, more problems, more I want
We turn off the ones that turn on and from one to the ashtray

And the movie is on (on), with everything and beacon (-on)
We kick the kilos and they arrive straight home (home)
How we do it is not a topic of conversation
Even if they disguise themselves, we know who they are, are, are (wuh)

I am a prophet in my land
Until the day I die
With two hundred million I would return
Mommy, I won't end up dead out here
But I have people who would go for me

To hell where I'm going
Since I have millions I don't know who I am anymore
If you guys put in a kilo, I already put in two
When I roll with Eladio we go to pluto-ton-ton-ton

LV on my pants, but they're not Levi's
I didn't eat well before, now I eat rib-eye
Big boss, Rick Ross, like DY
The women give me cake, cake like Steve Aoki

High up, but we're always lowkey
Smoking green like Loki's suit
My neck is cold, I can play hockey
Your neck shines, but that's Swarovski

I'm smoking an OG
Don't pass me a pangola because that's four cheese
They're always talking and blowing like a gnocchi
To all my envious people, let them give me a toqui

At the tip of my dick, I call him Rocky
Don't tell me you paid the disc jockey
To put your music on the disco and they make coquí
Mine are already on repeat, yours are already deleted

LV on my pants, but they're not Levi's
I didn't eat well before, now I eat rib-eye
Big boss, Rick Ross, like DY
The women give me cake, cake like Steve Aoki

High up, but we're always lowkey
Smoking green like Loki's suit
My neck is cold, I can play hockey, yeah