Paroles et traduction Pablo Chill-E - Real

Real

Pablo
Oye
'Tamos fuerte', sin ir al gym
Yo soy el fuerte, ey
Y sin ser Omega, ay

Tirando pela, haciendo el mal
No van a sonar, ni van a pegar
No seas así, no sean así
O te va a tocar la UZI (Pew)
Tirando pela, haciendo el mal
No van a sonar, ni van a pegar
No seas así, no sean así
O te va a tocar la UZI

Prrrá, grrrá (Ah, ah)
Así te va a hacer la UZI (Rrr)
Grrrá (Rrr), grrrá (Pa-pa)
Si tome de to' mi music
Grrrá, prrrá (Ratata)
Como colador la UZI
Grrrá, grrrá (Ah-ah)
Yo quiero dinero y pussy
Verso 1]
(¡Pablo!)
Yo con to' mis pana' quiero estar en un jacuzzi
Yo fumo marihuana, los guacosa me dan tusi
Te meto un par de bala', rafagazo' con la UZI
Si me meten preso salgo como salió Gucci
Si 'tá renova'o, pasando por el la'o
Mientrá' que fuman porro', yo 'toy quemando de la'o
Y tú no está' pega'o por ser un embara'o
Y todo' me respetan porque yo me la he busca'o

Todos saben quién es Pablo Chill
Porque en mi banda no hay ningún gil
Todo' me quieren porque soy real
Fui pa' Santiago, humo y tin-tin
Todos saben quién es Pablo Chill-E
Que en ShiShiGang somos antigile'
¿Pa' qué tú roba? Dile que dile
No, tu mamá paga to' tus bille'

Yo me quedo con to' los estilo'
Gano dinero mientrá' vacilo
Se cagan de hambre todo' mi' enemigo'
A la joven la aclama, a la vieja intrigo
Cuida'o que me puedo quedar con tu mamá
Y la convierto a mi baby mama
La competencia está en la rama
Y al que me odiaba en Chile me lo mama
Tirando pela, haciendo el mal
No van a sonar, ni van a pegar
No seas así, no sean así (Chicle)
O te va a tocar la mini UZI (Wuh, prr)

Prr, brr (Prr)
Ey-ey-ey-ey
Yo no soy Anuel (Yo', eh)
Esto es Mambo Gang
Mambo Gang (Soy el enemigo de gile')
Tirando pela
Tirando pela (Afuera), haciendo el mal (Empezamo')
No van a sonar (Relajamo'), ni van a pegar (Lo' cruzamo')
No seas así, no sean así (Yeah)
O te va a tocar la mini UZI (Prrr)
¡Ay!
Cara 'e Jesucristo Gang, Mambo Gang
Ey-ey-ey
VH El Virus, contagiando a tu suegrito
Dímelo, ey-ey
Los dueño' de esta mierda
Me quedo con to' los estilo'
Y gano dinero sin mover los kilo'
Y me tiro a tu polola, jaja
Y tú lo sabe'
Fran C in the beat

Real

Pablo
Listen
We're strong, without hitting the gym
I'm the strong one, hey
And without being Omega, ay

Throwing shade, doing wrong
They won't sound off, they won't make it
Don't be like that, don't be like them
Or the UZI will touch you (Pew)
Throwing shade, doing wrong
They won't sound off, they won't make it
Don't be like that, don't be like them
Or the UZI will touch you

Prrrá, grrrá (Ah, ah)
That's what the UZI will do to you (Rrr)
Grrrá (Rrr), grrrá (Pa-pa)
If you take all my music
Grrrá, prrrá (Ratata)
Like a strainer the UZI
Grrrá, grrrá (Ah-ah)
I want money and pussy
[Verse 1]
(¡Pablo!)
I wanna be in a jacuzzi with all my homies
I smoke marijuana, the cops give me cough syrup
I'll put a couple of bullets in you, bursts with the UZI
If they put me in jail, I'll get out like Gucci did
If it's renewed, passing by the side
While they smoke weed, I'm burning from the side
And you're not stuck because you're a fool
And everyone respects me because I've earned it

Everyone knows who Pablo Chill is
Because in my gang there's no idiot
Everyone loves me because I'm real
I went to Santiago, smoke and drink
Everyone knows who Pablo Chill-E is
That in ShiShiGang we are anti-idiots
Why do you steal? Tell him, tell him
No, your mom pays all your bills

I'll keep all the styles
I make money while I have fun
All my enemies are starving
I acclaim the young girl, I intrigue the old lady
Be careful, I might stay with your mom
And I'll turn her into my baby mama
The competition is on the branch
And the one who hated me in Chile sucks it
Throwing shade, doing wrong
They won't sound off, they won't make it
Don't be like that, don't be like them (Chicle)
Or the mini UZI will touch you (Wuh, prr)

Prr, brr (Prr)
Ey-ey-ey-ey
I'm not Anuel (Yo', eh)
This is Mambo Gang
Mambo Gang (I'm the enemy of idiots)
Throwing shade
Throwing shade (Outside), doing wrong (We started)
They won't sound off (We relax), they won't make it (We cross them)
Don't be like that, don't be like them (Yeah)
Or the mini UZI will touch you (Prrr)
¡Ay!
Cara 'e Jesucristo Gang, Mambo Gang
Ey-ey-ey
VH El Virus, infecting your father-in-law
Tell me, ey-ey
The owners of this shit
I'll keep all the styles
And I make money without moving kilos
And I'll bang your girlfriend, haha
And you know it
Fran C in the beat