Paroles et traduction Remik Gonzalez - Tenemos Callo Amarillo

Tenemos Callo Amarillo

Remik Gonzalez, es el Kloef, la Real Squad la 4 Verde,
Andamos en el avion y ahora si cabrones (se juntaron los locos)
Se prendio la grifa, hey que tranza mija la neta soy de Tijuas,
Tengo ganas de hacer-te algo en mis cobijas, te voy a dejar claro
Que este cabron se la rifa,
Siempre ando firme en la hora de refuego,
No hablo de pistolas por que con los puños puedo, el sistema
Exige que no haiga locos,
Pero yo soy palma y me cuelgan los cocos,
Mi sueño no ah sido salir en sabadazo y los que hablan de mi
Ni les hago caso, salgo pa la calle y me pego un pipazo y pa las
Jainas hay paleta pero no payaso,
Los contras me topan y se cagan del susto,
No es la vida que escogi pero estoy agusto,
La placa me para me exigen conecta
Y les digo neh el barrio se respeta
(Vamos a explicar como ser el mas cabron...
Simplemente quedense callados).
Yo ya no espero nada de nadie, no me interesa que me entiendas,
Le doy lo fiel a mis perros por eso no me queda pa mis perras,
Yo se que me va a comprender,
Solo el que es loco o el que ya lo fue,
Sobre todo el marihuano que llevo dentro y canto por el.

El que no me conoce que se calle,
Jefa yo nunca deje la escuela pero usted la llama calle,
No dejo que me pisen ni creo todo lo que dicen,
El que aprende bien no te la cuenten señas, cicatrizes, d
E nadie soy chapete y mamis no hay de que se quejen,
Forjo en el mismo papel que no pudo mi jefe y siendo marihuano yo
Las trato como quiero a mi la falta
De memoria no me a vuelto caballero
Me recuerdan cada tez y cuando ven el cielo azul,
Soy del norte pero canto para cada paño sur, c
Hapete bien rayado sigue siendo maricon,
Por que el burro nunca a sido se ve en la revolucion,
Tatuaje es un recuerdo no lo que te hace cabron,
Cabron es tener hambre y el cemento de colchon,
Aqui el perico donde quiera siempre va a ser blanco,
Por que el verde esta en el pinche gallo que me estoy fumando Yo ya
No espero nada de nadie, no me interesa que me entiendas,
Le doy lo fiel a mis perros por eso no me queda pa mis perras,
Yo se que me va a comprender,
Solo el que es loco o el que ya lo fue,
Sobre todo el marihuano que llevo dentro y canto por el.

Y esta se la dedicamos, a todos los 420, a todo pinche marihuano,
Saquen la mota, todos los hermanos que no son marranos y nunca te
Muerden la mano y nos aceptan chapetes, puro vato locochon, piraton.

We Have Yellow Callo

Remik Gonzalez, it's the Kloef, the Real Squad the 4 Verde,
We're on the plane and now your so screwed
The grifa is on, hey what's up my girl, I'm really from Tijuas,
I want to do something to you in my blankets, I'm going to make it clear
That this dude is awesome,
Always up in the hour of fire,
I don't talk about guns because I can do it with my fists, the system
Demands that there are no fools,
But I'm a palm tree and I hang the coconuts,
My dream has not been to go out on Sabadazo and those who talk about me
I don't even pay attention to them, I go out into the street and I take a puff and for the
The hotties there's a popsicle but no clown,
The cons get me and they get scared,
It's not the life I chose but I'm comfortable,
The police stop me, they demand connections
And I tell them nah, the neighborhood is respected
(We're going to explain how to be the biggest badass...
Just keep quiet).
I don't expect anything from anyone anymore, I don't care if you understand me,
I give loyalty to my dogs, that's why I have nothing left for my bitches,
I know you'll understand me,
Only the one who is crazy or has been,
Above all the marijuana user I carry inside and I sing for it.

Those who don't know me, let them be quiet,
Boss, I never left school but you call it street,
I don't let them crush me or believe everything they say,
He who learns well doesn't tell you signs, scars, from
I'm not a chapete and mommies don't have to complain,
I forge on the same paper that my boss couldn't and being a marijuana user I
I treat them like I want my lack
Of memory hasn't made me a gentleman
They remind me every tea and when they see the blue sky,
I'm from the north but I sing for every tablecloth, south,
Well-striped chapete is still a sissy,
Because the donkey has never been seen in the revolution,
Tattoo is a memory, not what makes you badass,
Badass is being hungry and the cement as a mattress,
Here the speed is always going to be white,
Because the green is in the damn rooster that I'm smoking. I already
I don't expect anything from anyone anymore, I don't care if you understand me,
I give loyalty to my dogs, that's why I have nothing left for my bitches,
I know you'll understand me,
Only the one who is crazy or has been,
Above all the marijuana user I carry inside and I sing for it.

And this one we dedicate to all the 420s, to every damn marijuana user,
Take out the weed, all the brothers who aren't pigs and never
They bite your hand and accept us chapetes, all crazy dudes, pirates.