Paroles et traduction Fernandocosta - Pa Que Lo Gocen

Pa Que Lo Gocen

Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa′ los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa' toda la gente que no nos conoce

Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa′ los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa' toda la gente que no nos conoce

Dicen que a la tercera cae la breva
Voy por la segunda con el Dollar
Creo que no llegan, conmigo no bregan
Desde callejeiro y malamanera
El que me quiera, que me quiera
Y el que no, se muera

Ya ha llegao el Dollar a comerse el bizcocho
(Ay, quién lo bata? La rata)
Ya ha llegado el Fernandito a llevarse la piñata
Escuchando La Excepción, a Teguito Calderón
Métele salsón, batería y reggaetón
Paco de Lucía, la guitarra y Camarón
Me creo Julio Voltio, si engancho el microphone

Hooyah, le follen a la patrulla
Hooyah, todos gritan aleluya
Hooyah, no te autodestruyas
Si la calle no es mía, qué va a ser tuya

Entrando como El tomatito
A lo Cigala, a ritmo Los Chunguitos
Estamos benditos, desde chiquititos
Chito, callaito estás bonito

Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa' los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa′ toda la gente que no nos conoce

Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa′ los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa' toda la gente que no nos conoce

Va con él, va con el Rumba
Y escuchando a violadores hasta debajo ′e la tumba
Zumba, ay mira cómo lo tumba
Cuidado no vaya a ser que me la dejes moribunda

Primo, a lo Al Pacino
Morenito y guapetón, chulo y fino
Sois todos bienvenidos
Al día de hoy, yo creo que estamos bendecidos

Tráemelo, ya sabes lo que te pido
Guárdalo, que no te vea lo' resentido′
Mutéalo, que no haya nadie de testigo
Un día eres el guía y otro día estás perdío

Ay, tráemelo, ya sabes lo que te pido
Guárdalo, que no te vea lo' resentido′
Mutéalo, que no haya nadie de testigo
Un día eres el guía y otro día estás perdío

Chacho, no voy borracho voy colocao
Estoy esperando algo que me quite este pecao

Eh, eh, espera, espera, espera, loco
Esto no es chacho, primo
Esto es pa' que lo goces, loco
Ay, ay, que se me ha ido, primo

Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa' los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa′ toda la gente que no nos conoce

Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa′ los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa' toda la gente que no nos conoce

For Your Enjoyment

This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is the real hood, girl, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us yet

This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is the real hood, girl, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us yet

They say the third time's the charm
I'm going for the second with Dollar
I don't think they get it, they can't handle me
Since I was a street kid, with bad manners
Whoever wants me, let them have me
And whoever doesn't, can die

Dollar has arrived to eat the cake
(Oh, who can beat him? The rat)
Fernandito has arrived to take the piñata
Listening to La Excepción, to Tego Calderón
Put on some salsa, battery and reggaeton
Paco de Lucía, the guitar and Camarón
I feel like Julio Voltio when I grab the microphone

Hooyah, screw the police
Hooyah, everyone shouts hallelujah
Hooyah, don't self-destruct
If the street isn't mine, it won't be yours

Coming in like El Tomatito
Like Cigala, to the rhythm of Los Chunguitos
We've been blessed since we were little
Chito, you're cute when you're quiet

This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is the real hood, girl, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us yet

This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is the real hood, girl, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us yet

He goes with him, he goes with Rumba
And listening to Violadores even under the grave
Zumba, oh look how he knocks her down
Be careful not to leave her moribund

Cousin, like Al Pacino
Dark and handsome, cool and refined
You're all welcome
As of today, I think we're blessed

Bring it to me, you know what I ask for
Keep it safe, don't let the resentful ones see it
Mute it, let there be no witnesses
One day you're the guide and another day you're lost

Oh, bring it to me, you know what I ask for
Keep it safe, don't let the resentful ones see it
Mute it, let there be no witnesses
One day you're the guide and another day you're lost

Man, I'm not drunk, I'm high
I'm waiting for something to take away this sin

Hey, hey, wait, wait, wait, man
This isn't 'chacho', cousin
This is for you to enjoy, man
Oh, oh, I lost it, cousin

This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is the real hood, girl, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us yet

This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is the real hood, girl, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us yet