Paroles et traduction Leslie West - Hatfield or Mccoy

Hatfield or Mccoy

De barrio bajo son estos mariguanotes
Pelones locotes vivimos recio en el norte
Conste que aquí no se rifa cualquiera
Están contados los que se van a la guerra
Y veras mi bandera bien amarrada en mi chompa
Lumbre pal leño enciende la mecha compa
Mi tropa es con la que todos se topan
Nos sobran pompas de los que se acoplan
Don tan los que nos iban a dar pa abajo
Estoy bien entrado porque a nadie me le rajo
Cargamos cuetes se les acabo su suerte
El día que me topen se toparan con la muerte
No que muy ve de a sincho salen huidos
El puto que me pare todavía no ha nacido
Le doy pa dela siempre con la frente en alto
Me vale un kilo de ve bato si mato
Yo me la rifo siempre ando grifo
Si quiero un paro aquí en el barrio nomas chiflo
Y salen todos corren los morros
Otros en el piso hom boy pidiendo socorro

Todo en esta vida hay que pagarlo con un precio
Pero no hay pedo nosotros seguimos necios
Si no te matan te llevan preso
Pero nos vale madre nosotros andamos recio

Nos vale madre pura pinche vida loca
Inhalo coca me fumo como diez rocas
Soy un demente loco y zafado
Pero un chingo de rucas siempre yo traigo a mi lado
Soy mariguano y bien borracho
Si un jale me sale mal me voy directo pal gabacho
Maniato y loco desde chabalo
Cuando nos topemos veremos quien es mas malo
Soy cagapalos me vale queso
Porque desde bien morro he vivido mi vida recio
Pum la pólvora impulsa el casquillo
Lluvia de plomo pa aquel pinche morrillo
O mis nudillos nada mas pa que escarmiente
Pues con mi gente nunca nadie se mete
De este lado se junta puro zafado
Con el humo volando y por la ley somos buscados
Adicto a las pinche viejas y el pisto
Compito me junto con puro drogadicto
Fumando mientras mi cara se demacra
Vivimos recio toda la bola de lacras

Todo en esta vida hay que pagarlo con un precio
Pero no hay pedo nosotros seguimos necios
Si no te matan te llevan preso
Pero nos vale madre nosotros andamos recio

Hatfield or Mccoy

These burnout potheads come from the ghetto
Us crazy bald guys live hard in the north
You should know that anyone here is tough
We can count the ones of them are going to war
And you will see my flag tied tightly to my jacket
Fire for the logs, light the fuse, dude
My crew is what everyone is fighting with
We have plenty of empty threats from those guys
Who ever said they were going to take us down
I am crazy because I won't back down to anyone
We are armed, their luck has run out
They better not mess with me or they'll face death
They aren't as brave as they make themselves out to be
The asshole who stands up to me hasn't been born yet
I will always fight back with my head held high
I don't care if I kill a lot of people
I'm always ready for a fight
If I need help in the neighborhood, I just whistle
And they all start running, the guys
Others are lying on the floor, boy, begging for help

Everything in this life has to be paid for with a price
But no problem, we'll keep doing it
If they don't kill you, they'll put you in jail
But we don't care, we go hard

We don't care, living pure, crazy life
I snort coke, I smoke like ten rocks
I'm a crazy guy, out of my mind
But I always have a lot of girls by my side
I'm a pothead and I'm drunk
If a deal goes bad, I go straight to the US
Crazy since I was a kid
We'll see who's badder when we meet
I'm a loser, I don't care
Because since I was a kid, I've lived my life hard
Boom! The gunpowder pushes the cartridge
Rain of lead for that little punk
Or just my knuckles to teach him a lesson
Because nobody messes with my people
Only weirdos gather here
With smoke flying around, and we're wanted by the law
Addicted to women and booze
Dude, I hang out with only drug addicts
Smoking while my face gets thin
We live hard all the bunch of lowlifes

Everything in this life has to be paid for with a price
But no problem, we'll keep doing it
If they don't kill you, they'll put you in jail
But we don't care, we go hard