Paroles et traduction Morodo - Bad Bwoys (feat. Jagan)

Bad Bwoys (feat. Jagan)

Dicen que son bad bwoys, pero no aguantan presión
Bad bwoys, no son del ghetto
Piden respeto, y le vamos a dar fire bomb,
Para que se queden bien quietos
Dicen que son bad bwoys, pero no aguantan presión
Bad bwoys, no son del ghetto
Piden respeto, y le vamos a dar one shot
Porque lo que cantan no es cierto, y...

Dicen que son badman cuando andan en banda
Pero cuando están en su casa usan falda
Dicen que son badman si están con su crew
No tienen clase, ni style son puro frululú
Parece ser la nueva moda,
Cubrirse de seda para seguir siendo mona
Buscar la fama en la gloria ajena
Hablar de la vida en el ghetto sin tener ni puta idea
Así que presten atención la nueva escuela
Pues deben saber que aqui el que no corre vuela
Si marcan de matón preparense bien la escena
Pues con el binguiman ya no les cuela
Mucho son "killa", van de asesinos
Hablan de violencia ante su falta de estilo
Sueñan con ghyales, y deportivos
Y los dientes no les han salido
Por eso digo, que yo me rio de su panda bwoy...
Son putas maricones y pretenden ser badman
Y la presion no la aguantan
Van buscando guerra y cuando se forma el lio se achantan

Dicen que son bad bwoys, pero no aguantan presión
Bad bwoys, no son del ghetto
Piden respeto, y le vamos a dar fire bomb,
Para que se queden bien quietos
Dicen que son bad bwoys, pero no aguantan presión
Bad bwoys, no son del ghetto
Piden respeto, y le vamos a dar one shot
Porque lo que cantan no es cierto, y...

Dicen que son bad bwoys, pero no aguantan presión
Bad bwoys, no son del ghetto
Piden respeto, y le vamos a dar fire bomb,
Para que se queden bien quietos
Dicen que son bad bwoys, pero no aguantan presión
Bad bwoys, no son del ghetto
Piden respeto, y le vamos a dar one shot
Porque lo que cantan no es cierto,

Ya no puedo aguantar esta situacion
Observo a la gente y veo confusion
La nueva escuela solo piensa en competicion
Niñatos juegan a ser maton
Yo les doy one shot, no aguantan presion
Cantan y hablan cosas que no entienden
Estilo no tienen, no saben, no pueden,
Mejor que se entrenen,
Y busquen la solucion, si es que aun pueden
¿Comprenden?
Por eso vengo en mision
Porque bad bwoys que no son del ghetto piden respeto
Y les vamos a dar one shot para que se queden bien...

Dicen que son bad bwoys, pero no aguantan presión
Bad bwoys, no son del ghetto
Piden respeto, y le vamos a dar fire bomb,
Para que se queden bien quietos
Dicen que son bad bwoys, pero no aguantan presión
Bad bwoys, no son del ghetto
Piden respeto, y le vamos a dar one shot
Para que se queden bien quietos.

Bad Bwoys (feat. Jagan)

They say they're bad boys, but they can't handle the pressure
Bad boys, they're not from the ghetto
They demand respect, and we're gonna give them a fire bomb,
So they stay real quiet
They say they're bad boys, but they can't handle the pressure
Bad boys, they're not from the ghetto
They demand respect, and we're gonna give them one shot
Because what they sing ain't true, and...

They say they're badmen when they're in a gang
But when they're at home they wear a skirt
They say they're badmen if they're with their crew
They have no class, no style, they're just fluff
Seems to be the new fashion,
Covering themselves in silk to keep being monkeys
Seeking fame in someone else's glory
Talking about life in the ghetto without having a clue
So pay attention, new school
You should know that here, those who don't run, fly
If you're playing tough, prepare the scene well
Because with the binguiman, it won't work anymore
Many are "killa", they act like murderers
They talk about violence due to their lack of style
They dream of girls and sneakers
And their teeth haven't even come out yet
That's why I say, I laugh at their boy gang...
They're fucking faggots and they pretend to be badmen
And they can't handle the pressure
They go looking for war and when the trouble starts, they back down

They say they're bad boys, but they can't handle the pressure
Bad boys, they're not from the ghetto
They demand respect, and we're gonna give them a fire bomb,
So they stay real quiet
They say they're bad boys, but they can't handle the pressure
Bad boys, they're not from the ghetto
They demand respect, and we're gonna give them one shot
Because what they sing ain't true, and...

They say they're bad boys, but they can't handle the pressure
Bad boys, they're not from the ghetto
They demand respect, and we're gonna give them a fire bomb,
So they stay real quiet
They say they're bad boys, but they can't handle the pressure
Bad boys, they're not from the ghetto
They demand respect, and we're gonna give them one shot
Because what they sing ain't true,

I can't take this situation anymore
I observe people and see confusion
The new school only thinks about competition
Kids play at being thugs
I give them one shot, they can't handle the pressure
They sing and talk about things they don't understand
They have no style, they don't know, they can't,
They better train,
And find a solution, if they still can
Do you understand?
That's why I come on a mission
Because bad boys who aren't from the ghetto demand respect
And we're gonna give them one shot so they stay real...

They say they're bad boys, but they can't handle the pressure
Bad boys, they're not from the ghetto
They demand respect, and we're gonna give them a fire bomb,
So they stay real quiet
They say they're bad boys, but they can't handle the pressure
Bad boys, they're not from the ghetto
They demand respect, and we're gonna give them one shot
So they stay real quiet.