Paroles et traduction Nengo Flow feat. Jowell & Randy - Bellaco Con Bellaca (feat. Ñengo Flow)

Bellaco Con Bellaca (feat. Ñengo Flow)

Cuando queremo' dinero, florece y la envidia crece
Y yo loco pa' que me toquen, pa' que bajen lo' fule'

Me dicen el mago
Hablamo' con la' mano', tocamo' con los ojos
Y no, de nadie nos dejamos
Sin fantasmear sacamo', chambeamo' y te lo damo'

Mucho combo, mucha mujer, mucho peligro
La disco 'tá explotá
To' el mundo esperando el de la Nota Loca
Mujere', vamo' allá

Y que baile bellaco con bellaca
Pa' que suden lo' panti', la' gordita' y la' flaca' (yeh)
Y que baile bellaca con bellaco
Esto e' pa' que se estrujen perreando con lo' caco' (oh shit)

Y que baile bellaco con bellaca
Pa' que suden lo' panti', la' gordita' y la' flaca' (yeh)
Y que baile bellaca con bellaco
Esto e' pa' que se estrujen perreando con lo' caco' (oh shit)

El swagger que la' babie' buscan, lo' capota'
Llegamo' a la disco, la' nalga' rebotan
Retumbando, causando efecto en el momento
Haciendo que la' nena' se pongan húmeda' por dentro

Se desespera, siempre la castigo a mi manera
La dejo que coja viaje y controlo su bellaquera
La sigo fueteando, mano' en el piso perreando
El culo de pa' arriba, yo se lo sigo guayando

Baby, dale como e', vamo' allá
Métele bellaco al ritmo del reggae
Dale como e', dale que e' pa' matarno'
Métele bellaco al ritmo del reggae

Yo no sé, no sé qué-qué-qué-qué e' lo que le pasa
Dice en mi cama no hay quién la saque
Siempre me usa de víctima cuando planea su ataque

Conmigo anda suelta, no puede controlarse
Y la bellaquera 'tá a punto de desbordarse
Conmigo anda suelta, no puede controlarse
Y la bellaquera 'tá a punto de desbordarse

Y que baile bellaco con bellaca
Pa' que suden lo' panti', la' gordita' y la' flaca' (yeh)
Y que baile bellaca con bellaco
Esto e' pa' que se estrujen perreando con lo' caco' (oh shit)

Y que baile bellaco con bellaca
Pa' que suden lo' panti', la' gordita' y la' flaca' (yeh)
Y que baile bellaca con bellaco
Esto e' pa' que se estrujen perreando con lo' caco' (oh shit) (Jowell)

B-b-bailen, sí, sí, sí, bailen, meneen
To' coman culo, b-bellaqueen
No hay más na' que hacer en la discoteca
Ponte guay, ma, con lo' Real G, no con los feca'

Ahora destrúyelos con un movimiento suave, suave
Tú ere' la má' dura de la disco, eso se sabe
Si yo soy un cazador con hambre de seguir cazando
Y voa' darte duro, despué' de aquí, estamo' empezando

Dale permiso hasta el piso
Yo cojo a la de lacio y le dejo el pelo rizo
La meneo de la'o a la'o con el coso bien para'o
Ya conoce la receta, tiene el bollo acicala'o

Okey, okey, entonce' vamos
Me fumo un filicito, do' polvito' y no' chequeamos
Llego a la discoteca con un combo cabrón
La nota se nota desde Carolina a Bayamón

Y volvemo' a hacerlo
Cuando queremo', mujeres tenemos
Cuando queremo' dinero, florece y la envidia crece
Y yo loco pa' que me toquen pa' que bajen lo' fule'

No es un problema, e' respeto
Que tengo gente que velan por mí
No es un problema, e' respeto
Que tengo gente que velan por mí

Me dicen el mago
Hablamo' con la' mano', tocamo' con los ojos
Y no, de nadie nos dejamos
Sin fantasmear sacamo', chambeamo' y te lo damo'

Mucho combo, mucha mujer, mucho peligro
La disco 'tá explotá
To' el mundo esperando el de la Nota Loca
Mujere', vamo' allá

Y que baile bellaco con bellaca
Pa' que suden lo' panti', la' gordita' y la' flaca' (yeh)
Y que baile bellaca con bellaco
Esto e' pa' que se estrujen perreando con lo' caco' (oh shit)

Y que baile bellaco con bellaca
Pa' que suden lo' panti', la' gordita' y la' flaca' (yeh)
Y que baile bellaca con bellaco
Esto e' pa' que se estrujen perreando con lo' caco' (oh shit)

Bellaco Con Bellaca (feat. Ñengo Flow)

When we want money, it flourishes and envy grows
And I'm crazy for them to touch me, to lower their guns

They call me the magician
We talk with our hands, we touch with our eyes
And we don't let anyone
Without fantasizing, we take it out, we hustle, and we give it to you

A lot of combos, a lot of women, a lot of danger
The club is exploding
Everyone's waiting for the Crazy Note guy
Women, let's go

And let the bellaco dance with the bellaca
So that their panties sweat, the chubby and the skinny (yeah)
And let the bellaca dance with the bellaco
This is so they can squeeze each other, dancing with the bad boys (oh shit)

And let the bellaco dance with the bellaca
So that their panties sweat, the chubby and the skinny (yeah)
And let the bellaca dance with the bellaco
This is so they can squeeze each other, dancing with the bad boys (oh shit)

The swagger that the babes are looking for, the hoods
We arrive at the club, the asses bounce
Resounding, causing an effect at the moment
Making the girls get wet from the inside

She gets desperate, I always punish her my way
I let her trip and control her bellaquera
I keep hitting it, hands on the floor dancing
Her ass up, I keep hitting it

Baby, give it to me like that, let's go there
Give me bellaco to the rhythm of reggae
Give it to me like that, give it to me, it's to kill ourselves
Give me bellaco to the rhythm of reggae

I don't know, I don't know what-what-what-what's wrong with her
She says no one can get her out of my bed
She always uses me as a victim when she plans her attack

With me, she's loose, she can't control herself
And the bellaquera is about to overflow
With me, she's loose, she can't control herself
And the bellaquera is about to overflow

And let the bellaco dance with the bellaca
So that their panties sweat, the chubby and the skinny (yeah)
And let the bellaca dance with the bellaco
This is so they can squeeze each other, dancing with the bad boys (oh shit)

And let the bellaco dance with the bellaca
So that their panties sweat, the chubby and the skinny (yeah)
And let the bellaca dance with the bellaco
This is so they can squeeze each other, dancing with the bad boys (oh shit) (Jowell)

D-d-dance, yeah, yeah, yeah, dance, shake it
Everybody eat ass, b-bellaqueen
There's nothing else to do in the club
Get cool, ma, with the Real G, not with the fakes

Now destroy them with a smooth, smooth move
You're the baddest in the club, that's known
If I'm a hungry hunter who wants to keep hunting
And I'm gonna give it to you hard, after this, we're just getting started

Give it permission to the floor
I take the straight-haired one and leave her hair curly
I shake her from side to side with the thing well placed
She already knows the recipe, her bun is seasoned

Okay, okay, then let's go
I smoke a little joint, two lines of powder, and we check ourselves
I arrive at the club with a badass crew
The note is noticeable from Carolina to Bayamón

And we do it again
When we want, we have women
When we want money, it flourishes and envy grows
And I'm crazy for them to touch me, to lower their guns

It's not a problem, it's respect
That I have people watching over me
It's not a problem, it's respect
That I have people watching over me

They call me the magician
We talk with our hands, we touch with our eyes
And we don't let anyone
Without fantasizing, we take it out, we hustle, and we give it to you

A lot of combos, a lot of women, a lot of danger
The club is exploding
Everyone's waiting for the Crazy Note guy
Women, let's go

And let the bellaco dance with the bellaca
So that their panties sweat, the chubby and the skinny (yeah)
And let the bellaca dance with the bellaco
This is so they can squeeze each other, dancing with the bad boys (oh shit)

And let the bellaco dance with the bellaca
So that their panties sweat, the chubby and the skinny (yeah)
And let the bellaca dance with the bellaco
This is so they can squeeze each other, dancing with the bad boys (oh shit)