Paroles et traduction Fmoh - Operacion Cabronaje (con Fumon)

Operacion Cabronaje (con Fumon)

Si hay quien pueda lograr sacar de mi casilla (oh no)
Me pongo cabrón y hago saltar a la Villa (ha)
Representé a toda tu fucking pandilla (oh no)
Y ahora por cosas del destino me envidias (plah)

Si hay quien pueda lograr sacar de mi casilla (oh no)
Me pongo cabrón y hago saltar a la Villa (ha)
Representé a toda tu fucking pandilla (oh no)
Y ahora por cosas del destino me envidias (plah)

Mire qué digo yo, si soy más tranquilo que vo'
Mientras vo' te encerrai en tu cuarto
Caleando? mi Hip Hop yo sigo en mi canto
Sigo no te canto música de alto nombre

Esta zona, esta región de tu país
Y ojalá pa' todo el mundo, levanta
Alza las manos, Solistas te encanta
Me siento pulento tu parcas? y luego me levanta

Da risa pensar que
Hay gente que
Va a verme a discoteques
Los conozco desde antes
Y en la calle ni me saludan, qué
Está pasando en su mente?

A ver, pelmazo, escúchame, atiéndeme lo siguiente, mira (huh!)
Primero, quiero que me atienda el mundo entero
Que mis temas calen hondo en tu mente
Y te dejen tu autoestima en el suelo.

Me da pena tu Face, no tení ni Play
Hablas mierda a mi espalda
Y si me ve echa a correr, no dai cara como hombre
Pa mí eso es de gay

Te diré las cosas con una típica autoridad natural
No eres consecuente y no trazo con gente
Que no datempera? me es indiferente
La envidia se siente y eso sube el ego

Armo y desarmo tu mente como se me plazca
Pa mí esto es un juego, que pese es el juego
Igual me la juego, sé que me la puedo
No como tú que en esto dai jugo
Un juego de ludo se gana con suerte
La meta se logra solo si eres fuerte
En el ... obvio, pollo
En cien años no saliste del hoyo
Rescaté lo rescatable
Al nivel que estoy yo

Si hay quien pueda lograr sacar de mi casilla (oh no)
Me pongo cabrón y hago saltar a la Villa (ha)
Representé a toda tu fucking pandilla (oh no)
Y ahora por cosas del destino me envidias (plah)

Si hay quien pueda lograr sacar de mi casilla (oh no)
Me pongo cabrón y hago saltar a la Villa (ha)
Representé a toda tu fucking pandilla (oh no)
Y ahora por cosas del destino me envidias (plah)

Ratos que me pelan, ratas que calumnian
Ratas que me envidian, ratos que a mí me columpian
Ratos que me celan, ratos que ya no gustan
Ratas que no cachan que al Fumón ya no lo asustan

Yo no sé cuándo chucha se van a dar cuenta
Que no somos gringos, no medimos las ventas
No soy comercial por ganar de la renta
No vendo mi rima sea rápida o lenta

Conocí la rima en los años ochenta
La fui madurando en los años noventa
Rimato talento, moreno morocho
Con esto ladrando como perro mocho
Martilla la rima moliendo sancocho

Si a ti te molesta que meta este boche
Chéckame la rima que traigo esta noche
Y si a ti te molesta, no envidies mi obra
Y si fuera pa cagarte, la mierda la traigo en camiones, me sobra

Y ahora quieren que los salude, y estrecharme las manos (no)
A'ónde la viste, mierda, yo no soy tu hermano (no)
Hace tiempo que no estoy pescando a fulanos (no)
Ahora soy caro, murió el buen samaritano

Y quieren que los salude, y estrecharme las manos (no)
A'ónde la viste, mierda, yo no soy tu hermano (no)
Hace tiempo que no estoy pescando a fulanos (no)
Ahora soy caro, murió el buen samaritano

Ahora sí envidien, loco, Los Solistas, algo poco
Y sin mucho esfuerzo, Los Solitas, Los Solistas

Si hay quien pueda lograr sacar de mi casilla (oh no)
Me pongo cabrón y hago saltar a la villa (ha)
Representé a toda tu fucking pandilla (oh no)
Y ahora por cosas del destino me envidias (plah)

Si hay quien pueda lograr sacar de mi casilla (oh no)
Me pongo cabrón y hago saltar a la villa (ha)
Representé a toda tu fucking pandilla (oh no)
Y ahora por cosas del destino me envidias (plah)

Operation Badass (with Fumon)

If there's anyone who can get me out of my box (oh no)
I get pissed off and make the whole town jump (ha)
I represented your whole fucking gang (oh no)
And now, by a twist of fate, you envy me (plah)

If there's anyone who can get me out of my box (oh no)
I get pissed off and make the whole town jump (ha)
I represented your whole fucking gang (oh no)
And now, by a twist of fate, you envy me (plah)

Look what I say, if I'm calmer than you
While you lock yourself in your room
Whitewashing? my Hip Hop, I'm still in my song
I still don't sing you high-name music

This area, this region of your country
And hopefully for everyone, gets up
Raise your hands, Solistas, you love it
I feel great, you stop? and then I get up

It's funny to think that
There are people who
Come to see me at nightclubs
I've known them since before
And on the street they don't even say hello to me, what
Is going through their mind?

Hey, you moron, listen to me, listen to the following, look (huh!)
First, I want the whole world to listen to me
May my themes sink deep into your mind
And leave your self-esteem on the ground.

I feel sorry for your Face, you didn't even have Play
You talk shit behind my back
And if you see me running away, don't face me like a man
For me that's gay

I'll tell you things with a typical natural authority
You are not consistent and I don't draw with people
Who don't use tempera? I don't care
Envy is felt and that raises the ego

I assemble and disassemble your mind as I please
For me this is a game, that weight is the game
I play it anyway, I know I can do it
Not like you who gives juice in this
A game of Parcheesi is won by luck
The goal is achieved only if you are strong
In the ... obviously, chicken
In a hundred years you haven't come out of the hole
I rescued the rescuable
At the level I'm at

If there's anyone who can get me out of my box (oh no)
I get pissed off and make the whole town jump (ha)
I represented your whole fucking gang (oh no)
And now, by a twist of fate, you envy me (plah)

If there's anyone who can get me out of my box (oh no)
I get pissed off and make the whole town jump (ha)
I represented your whole fucking gang (oh no)
And now, by a twist of fate, you envy me (plah)

Moments that peel me, rats that slander
Rats that envy me, moments that swing me
Moments that are jealous of me, moments that they no longer like
Rats that don't realize that Fumón is no longer scared

I don't know when the fuck they're going to realize
That we're not Americans, we don't measure sales
I'm not commercial to win from the rent
I don't sell my rhyme whether it's fast or slow

I met rhyme in the eighties
I matured it in the nineties
Rhyming talent, dark moreno
Stealing with this like a stray dog
Hammer the rhyme grinding stew

If it bothers you that I put this boche
Check me the rhyme I bring tonight
And if it bothers you, don't envy my work
And if it were to shit on you, I bring the shit in trucks, I have plenty

And now they want me to say hello and shake my hands (no)
Where did you see it, shit, I'm not your brother (no)
I haven't been fishing for guys in a long time (no)
Now I'm expensive, the good Samaritan died

And they want me to say hello and shake my hands (no)
Where did you see it, shit, I'm not your brother (no)
I haven't been fishing for guys in a long time (no)
Now I'm expensive, the good Samaritan died

Now envy, crazy, Los Solistas, something small
And effortlessly, Los Solitas, Los Solistas

If there's anyone who can get me out of my box (oh no)
I get pissed off and make the whole town jump (ha)
I represented your whole fucking gang (oh no)
And now, by a twist of fate, you envy me (plah)

If there's anyone who can get me out of my box (oh no)
I get pissed off and make the whole town jump (ha)
I represented your whole fucking gang (oh no)
And now, by a twist of fate, you envy me (plah)