Paroles et traduction Ill Pekeño - Tributo

Tributo

Yao
Beso a mi madre, grabo donde el Adri
One love

A veces roto, a veces floto con mi chándal Lotto
Según mi pronto juego en los Hawks o en los Toronto
Ah, ya no me corto ni con un cristal
Dentro de la fiesta, primo, solo para despistar
Paz para mi hermano Seven, no para de hacer freestyle
Construyo vainas series como en el Age of Empire
Ah, modernos con zapas difícil de atar
Raperos pussies como Quagmire
Quedo con Gata, va impoluta con sus Airmax Patta
Rulo con Salvadore, respalda mis canciones
Y a esos pibitos con prendas de dos talegos
Sin currar na' dos bofetones
Nunca me quité de comer para poder ser-viros
Vienen a mí como a esos críos líos
Quieren joderme pero sonrío
Como esquivando a los tíos gracias a un desvío

To ma' men, Boby. N, saldremos de pobres
Pa mi hermano en los carteles, un hueco en el Louvre
Yeah, ah, once again
Naces y mueres, primo, 12 de octubre
To my cous, en el corner, vuelve con el doble
Pa' mis primos con el baile, que pulan el power
Yeah, ah, once again
El agua aprieta, primo, pero no cubre

Y yo de niño flipando con Dennis Bergkamp
Y tú flipando pensando que con un Verkami
Vas a llegar a las masas, vuelvo pa' casa
Con un polo Karl Kani, bumpeando a Defari
Y yo me llamo Alejandro y aquí tos son Toni
Pero se les quedan to' pegaos los macarroni
Me creo Raekwon con las Etonic
Os miro a todos desde arriba, como Luca Toni
Diversidad cultural, solo una verdad
Policías nazis, ah, os delatan las Asics
Parece fácil pero no lo es, está en tu cara, primo o es que no lo ves
De 4, 1 solo rapea bien, 341, socio, mírame cómo es

To ma' men, Boby. N, saldremos de pobres
Pa mi hermano en los carteles, un hueco en el Louvre
Yeah, ah, once again
Naces y mueres, primo, 12 de octubre
To my cous, en el corner, vuelve con el doble
Pa' mis primos con el baile, que pulan el power
Yeah, ah, once again
El agua aprieta, primo, pero no cubre

Tribute

Yao
I kiss my mother, I record where the Adri
One love

Sometimes broken, sometimes I float with my Lotto tracksuit
According to my soon, I play for the Hawks or the Toronto
Ah, I no longer cut myself with a crystal
Inside the party, my dear, just to mislead
Peace for my brother Seven, he doesn't stop doing freestyle
I build serious stuff like in the Age of Empire
Ah, hipsters with hard-to-tie shoes
Raper pussies like Quagmire
I meet with Gata, she's impeccable with her Airmax Patta
I roll with Salvadore, he supports my songs
And those kids with clothes worth two bags
Without working anything, two slaps
I never stopped eating to be able to serve you
They come to me like those little brats
They want to screw me but I smile
Like dodging the guys thanks to a detour

Take it honey, Boby. N, we'll get out of poverty
For my brother on the posters, a place in the Louvre
Yeah, ah, once again
You are born and you die, my dear, October 12
To my cuz, in the corner, he comes back with twice the amount
For my cousins with the dance, who polish the power
Yeah, ah, once again
The water presses, my dear, but it doesn't cover

And me as a child freaking out about Dennis Bergkamp
And you freaking out thinking that with a Verkami
You're going to reach the masses, I'm going home
With a Karl Kani polo, bumping to Defari
And my name is Alejandro and here everyone is Toni
But the macaroni sticks to them
I think I'm Raekwon with the Etonic
I look at you all from above, like Luca Toni
Cultural diversity, only one truth
Nazi cops, ah, your Asics give you away
It seems easy but it's not, it's on your face, my dear, or don't you see it
Out of 4, only 1 raps well, 341, partner, look at how it is

Take it honey, Boby. N, we'll get out of poverty
For my brother on the posters, a place in the Louvre
Yeah, ah, once again
You are born and you die, my dear, October 12
To my cuz, in the corner, he comes back with twice the amount
For my cousins with the dance, who polish the power
Yeah, ah, once again
The water presses, my dear, but it doesn't cover