Más Vale Cholo - Molotov traduction en anglais

Más Vale Cholo

Paseaba en la troca con quemacococos
Parqueamos la guagua y le tocamos al loco
Que siempre jala con sus compadres
Se jala temprano para hechar desmadre
Salió de su casa
Sacó de lana, zapato blanco y pantalón de pana
Así yo me visto, si se me da la gana
Mejor no te metas donde nadie te llama
Nos fuimos temprano hacia el reventón
Y nos encontramos a mi hermano Ramón
Que me invitaba de su cerveza
Mientras me comentaba ¡Qué buena está la fiesta!
Ahí conocimos a unas muchachas
Que no estaban buenas ni tampoco estaban gachas
Y las mandamos a hacer la fila
Para que nos sirvieran vario tequila
The party was plenty full of narcos
Was plenty full of grass shit
Tan plenty full of guarros
Todos en coches blindados
Totototodos tomados
Y todos bien armados
Loco bebió hasta perder el control
Se puso a rapear como el pendejo de Calo
Y nos gritarón, malditos pochos
Nos discriminaron por venir en bochos
Le dije, men ya estás muy pasado
Más vale cholo que mal acompañado
No se pelien men, no se pelien
Para poder peliarse hay que saber con quién men
No se pelien men, no se pelien
Para poder peliarse hay que saber con quién
La arrabalira estaba hasta el recuveque
Quería pagarle a la mafia con un cheque
Nos presumian de sus ropitas
Mientras que el loco les bajaba a su chiquita
Rolando, harinazos me dijo algún idiota
Que se refería a mi amigo el tota
El loco le dijo, hey ten cuidado con Edmundo
You better Keep your mouth shut
O mato a todo el mundo
Se armaron los plomazos y los trancazos
Pow pow que buenos catorrazos
Y les gritaba a todos, pecho tierra
Mientras les comentaba, ¡Qué buena está la guerra!
Tito me dijo ese güero mariquete
Me estaba amenazando con su 3.57
Un enano bigotón, hijo de la chingada
Me estaba amenazando con lanzarme su granada
Llegó el momento de hacer la retirada
Ah, esa puerta está cerrada
Tuvimos que escapar por la puerta principal
Y le dije a mi chofer que me dejara manejar
Me dije, men, ya estás muy pasado
Y el me dijo, no problemo, este vocho está tocado
No se balien men, no se balien
Para poder baliarse hay que saber con quién men
No se balien men, no se balien
Para poder baliarse hay que saber con quién
No se balien men, no se balien
Para poder baliarse hay que saber con quién
No se balien men, no se balien
Para poder baliarse hay que saber con quién men
Más vale cholo que mal acompañado

Cholo is Better

I was cruising in my truck with a sunroof
We parked the wagon and knocked on the madman's door
Who always hangs out with his buddies
He leaves early to cause trouble
He left his house
He took out his money, white shoes, and corduroy pants
That's how I dress, if I feel like it
It's better not to interfere where no one calls you
We left early for the party
And we met my brother Ramón
Who invited me to his beer
While he told me, "The party's great!"
There we met some girls
Who weren't pretty or ugly either
And we sent them to the line
To get us some tequila
The party was plenty full of narcos
Was plenty full of grass shit
Tan plenty full of guarros
Todos en coches blindados
Totototodos tomados
Y todos bien armados
Loco drank until he lost control
He started rapping like the idiot Calo
And they yelled at us, damn pochos
They discriminated against us for coming in bugs
I said, man, you're too drunk
Better a cholo than in bad company
Don't fight men, don't fight
To be able to fight you have to know who with
Don't fight men, don't fight
To be able to fight you have to know who with
The freak was shitfaced
She wanted to pay the mafia with a check
They bragged about their clothes
While the crazy guy was hitting on their girl
Rolando, flour shots, some idiot told me
That he was referring to my buddy the tota
The crazy guy told him, hey watch out for Edmundo
You better Keep your mouth shut
Or I'll kill everyone
The bullets and blows were fired
Pow pow what great punches
And he yelled at everyone, hit the dirt
While he told them, "The war is great!"
Tito told me that punk faggot
Was threatening me with his 3.57
A mustachioed dwarf, son of a bitch
Was threatening me with throwing his grenade at me
It was time to retreat
Ah, that door is locked
We had to escape through the main door
And I told my driver to let me drive
I said to myself, man, you're too drunk
And he said to me, no problem, this bug is touched
Don't shoot men, don't shoot
To be able to shoot you have to know who with
Don't shoot men, don't shoot
To be able to shoot you have to know who with
Don't shoot men, don't shoot
To be able to shoot you have to know who with
Don't shoot men, don't shoot
To be able to shoot you have to know who with
Better a cholo than in bad company