Paroles et traduction Triple XXX - Ya No Te Acuerda?

Ya No Te Acuerda?

La vida es una puta mierda te gustan los billetes verda?
Ya no te acuerdas lo de ¨mama k te voy a sangra¨
Vende paleta en el barrio pa poder fumar
Y decir a trapixea, pa poder pagar,
Ya no te acuerdas chava, todo lo que hay que mamar
Si quieres ropa wapa pa el corte ingles a manga
Sali con 100 duros en la cartera, y volver con mas
Irme a la costa a pegar palos, pa poder jala,
Lo que hay compadre, lo que la vida me han enseñao,
No se puede ir de listo, pero tampoco de adobao,
Ahora todo lo que tengo canijo me lo he currao,
Soy mui brujo mi mierda es mi tema es mi lado,
Oye primo! haciendo amigo y enemigos
Me subo a la poya si es alba yo sigo mi camino
Esperando dar bombazos, liar pepinos
He mamado he tragado pero las tengo todas conmigo.

Me acuerdo ya how me! How me! cuando no teniamos na,
Cuando la vida solo era tumba en el sofa
Cuando la vieja en su cuarto no paraba de llorar,
Porque esta es una mierda y no te levantas chaval?
Todo me va fatal, nadie me viene a ayudar
Tienes que currartelo solo y nada de marcha atrás
Estoy metio en un bokete y no me pueden salvar
Son muchas noches en la cama sin para de soñar
Llegara algun dia, en el que la gente no se ria,
Ahora creen que yo conseguia lo que pretendia,
Me ha costado media vida, perdido en la noxe fria
Descarrilao y sin vida, creyendo que era la mia
No te acuerdas canija lo que tu antes me decia,
Que lo que yo taba viviendo era una fantasia
Que ser cantante de rap, era solo una movida,
12 años en el micro no son tonteria es mi vida.

[CORO]
Ya no te acuerdas cuando no habia na de na
Cuando la fama que tenias no era por cantar
Sale a la calle a trapixexa a vende a tanga a buscarme la life...
(Bis)

Mientras escribo esto pienso en mi colega Spain
Ya que fuera el adentro el chaleco no es pa ti
How me! Cabrones querian echarle mierda no hay cojones
Pille un pez gordo chungo Manga de maricones
Juega con fuego y quemate Fire!
Cerdos como tu no me asustan Engañan!
Yo llevo mucho andao muchos palos mamaos
Las esposas las conosco y las porras en el costado
Mostro! sólo cuento lo que soy
Son muchos años de mierda hasta hoy
Y aquí estoy con un single en la calle Compi!
No me olvido de los tiempos de perro asi
Es asi cuando tienes mas quieres
Cuando mas tienes mucho mas queres
Hasta que no te acuerdas de quien eres
Hasta que se te olvida de donde vienes
Hasta que el subidon de mortadela te ciegue
Te acuerdas como iba el tema de la calle mey
Entretrapis Escucha Entretapis

Me acuerdo ver cuando el rap era el rap y nada mas
Liando ni comercido ni funky tal cual
Ante no habian etiquetas solo un micro y un chaval
Esa mierda no sirve pa ver kien es mas real
Hay lo llevas chulo triple xxx tiene de todo
Tenemos mesa del flow Freestyle oh boy!
Tu quieres tema con este Mc'
Nunca vai a parar de hablar de mi
Estoy aqui por el showbiz con mi family
Spain y strai goochi de malaga city
No me llamo bogydem no tengo mal filosofy
Rap wanna be no kiero pero por aki
Kien tiene la culpa de lo que pasa en el pais
Seran discograficas mala noche o Mc
No! Man believe me
Dejame que kiero enseñarte que camino hay seguir

[CORO]
Ya no te acuerdas cuando no habia na de na
Cuando la fama que tenias no era por cantar
Sale a la calle a trapixexa a vende a tanga a buscarme la life...
(Bis)

Don't You Remember?

Life is a bitch, you like the bills, don't you?
Don't you remember what I said, "Mama, I'm gonna bleed you dry"?
Selling popsicles in the hood just to be able to smoke
And say I'm hustling, just to be able to pay,
Don't you remember, girl, everything we had to suck up to?
If you want nice clothes, off to El Corte Inglés we go
Go out with 100 euros in my wallet, and come back with more
Going to the coast, busting chops, just to be able to chill,
What's up, buddy, that's what life has taught me,
You can't play smart, but you can't be a fool either,
Now everything I have, kid, I've worked for,
I'm a real wizard, my shit is my theme, it's my side,
Hey cousin! Making friends and enemies
I'll climb to the top, if it's dawn, I'll keep going my way
Waiting to drop bombs, stir up trouble
I've sucked up, I've swallowed, but I'm all in.

I remember, yo, how me! How me! When we had nothing,
When life was just a tomb on the sofa
When the old lady wouldn't stop crying in her room,
Because life is shit and you don't get up, kid?
Everything is going to hell, nobody's coming to help me
You gotta work it out yourself and no turning back
I'm stuck in a hole and nobody can save me
So many nights in bed without stopping dreaming
Will there ever come a day when people won't laugh,
Now they think I got what I wanted,
It cost me half my life, lost in the cold night
Derailed and lifeless, believing it was mine
Don't you remember, girl, what you used to tell me,
That what I was living was a fantasy
That being a rap singer was just a thing,
12 years on the mic are no joke, it's my life.

[CHORUS]
Don't you remember when there was nothing at all
When the fame you had wasn't from singing
Going out on the streets, hustling, selling, looking for the life...
(Repeat)

While I'm writing this, I'm thinking about my buddy Spain
Since he's on the inside, the vest ain't for you
How me! Motherfuckers wanted to throw dirt on him, no balls
Caught a big fat fish, bunch of faggots
Play with fire and get burned Fire!
Pigs like you don't scare me Cheaters!
I've been through a lot, taken a lot of hits
I know the handcuffs and the batons on my side
Monster! I'm just telling you who I am
It's been a lot of shitty years until today
And here I am with a single on the streets, buddy!
I don't forget the hard times, like that
That's how it is, when you have more you want
When you have more, you want much more
Until you forget who you are
Until you forget where you come from
Until the mortadella rush blinds you
Remember how the street thing was, man
Entretrapis Listen Entretrapis

I remember when rap was rap and nothing else
Rolling, no commercial, no funky, just like that
There were no labels before, just a mic and a kid
That shit ain't for seeing who's more real
There you have it, cool, Triple XXX has it all
We got the flow table Freestyle oh boy!
You want a track with this MC'
You're never gonna stop talking about me
I'm here for the showbiz with my family
Spain and Strai Goochi from Malaga city
My name ain't Bogydem, I don't have bad philosophy
Rap wanna be, I don't want it, but around here
Who's to blame for what's happening in the country
Is it the record labels, bad night, or MCs
No! Man, believe me
Let me show you which way to go

[CHORUS]
Don't you remember when there was nothing at all
When the fame you had wasn't from singing
Going out on the streets, hustling, selling, looking for the life...
(Repeat)