Текст песни и перевод на английский Bores D - Vigila

Vigila

Oídos tapados, mente relajada
Sin nada en bolsillos nadie te reclama
Tengo un par de reales que están a las malas
Y veinte que esperan a verme con lana
Vigila tu espalda, todo es interés
Y dicen ser fieles, solo buscan cash
Dinero y respeto, family is the first
Siempre a mi lado y él todo lo ve

Y él todo lo ve por mucho que mientas
Primo, yo no sé qué intentas
Se te ve de lejos que te molesta
Que subamos como absenta
Puerta cerrada, luego que venga
[?] a los que me apoyaron
Y no existe mal por bien que no venga
Por eso nunca abandonamos
Siempre operativo para la misión
En busca del fajo como profesión
Mejor estar solo que ser un lambón
El que habla con muchos sufre de traición
Le rezo a mi padre que siempre me guía
Mi madre a mi lado, la que me motiva
Mi hermano conmigo hasta el último día
Fuck fakes, todo por la familia
En mujeres no nos centramos
Dinero y respeto, mi hermano
Sin hablar de más, primo, te callamos
Y al nuevo no damos la mano
En busca del pan como oficio a diario
Sin dar lástima al vecindario
Charlar de más puede salirte caro
Y el precio se paga al contado

Gastando cheles, metido en hoteles
Parecen burdeles, en busca del millón
Los míos son fieles, porque nunca hablan
Los tuyos se venden por un par de points
Tiran, tiran, yo no siento presión
Giran, giran, por otra dirección
Los míos se buscan lo suyo sin hacer ruido
Vosotros cantáis la canción

Dinero y respeto, no creo en amuletos
No cuento los detalles, porque ese es el secreto
Si se pasan de listos, juro, los dejo quietos
Si vienen los despisto y el puesto me lo llevo

Y me lo llevo, creían en mí pero no, creían en mí pero no
No los vi, para el que no confió, para el que no confió
Contigo no brego, ahora todos son mis G's, pero esto nunca fue así, no
Si no estuviste en las malas, primo, lárgate de aquí
Lárgate de aquí, si tú no aportas
Si no respetas te dan par de tortas
Con los míos nunca damos la nota
Only reals en mi bando no hay cho—
Farda el primo que parece pimpin'
Te preguntan, no sabes qué decir
En canciones todos hablan del chin
Y en la calle corren como Usain

Ga-Gastando cheles, metido en hoteles
Parecen burdeles, en busca del millón
Los míos son fieles, porque nunca hablan
Los tuyos se venden por un par de points
Tiran, tiran, yo no siento presión
Giran, giran, por otra dirección
Los míos se buscan lo suyo sin hacer ruido
Vosotros cantáis la canción

Oídos tapados, mente relajada
Sin nada en bolsillos nadie te reclama
Tengo un par de reales que están a las malas
Y veinte que esperan a verme con lana
Vigila tu espalda, todo es interés
Y dicen ser fieles, solo buscan cash
Dinero y respeto, family is the first
Siempre a mi lado y él todo lo ve

Y él todo lo ve por mucho que mientas
Primo, yo no sé qué intentas
Se te ve de lejos que te molesta
Que subamos como absenta
Puerta cerrada, luego que venga
[?] a los que me apoyaron
Y no existe mal por bien que no venga
Por eso nunca abandonamos

Vigila

Ears covered, mind relaxed
With nothing in your pockets, nobody demands anything from you
I have a couple of reales that are down for anything
And twenty more waiting to see me make it
Watch your back, everything is interest
And they say they're loyal, they're just looking for cash
Money and respect, family is the first
Always by my side and he sees everything

And he sees everything, however much you lie
Cousin, I don't know what you're trying to do
You can see from afar that it bothers you
That we're rising like absinthe
Closed door, let them come later
[?] to those who supported me
And there's no evil for which good doesn't come
That's why we never give up
Always operational for the mission
Looking for the wad as a profession
Better to be alone than to be a kiss-ass
He who speaks with many suffers from betrayal
I pray to my father who always guides me
My mother by my side, the one who motivates me
My brother with me until the last day
Fuck fakes, everything for the family
We don't focus on women
Money and respect, my brother
Without saying more, cousin, we shut you up
And we don't shake hands with the new guy
Looking for bread as a daily job
Without giving pity to the neighborhood
Talking too much can cost you dearly
And the price is paid in cash

Spending cheles, holed up in hotels
They seem like brothels, looking for the million
Mine are loyal, because they never speak
Yours sell themselves for a couple of points
They shoot, they shoot, I don't feel pressure
They turn, they turn, in another direction
Mine look for theirs without making noise
You sing the song

Money and respect, I don't believe in amulets
I don't tell the details, because that's the secret
If they get too smart, I swear, I'll leave them still
If the clueless ones come and I take the position

And I take it, they believed in me but no, they believed in me but no
I didn't see them, for the one who didn't trust, for the one who didn't trust
I don't deal with you, now everyone is my G's, but it was never like this, no
If you weren't there in the bad times, cousin, get out of here
Get out of here, if you don't contribute
If you don't respect you get a couple of slaps
With my people we never make a scene
Only reals on my side there is no cho-
The cousin who looks like pimpin' shows off
They ask you, you don't know what to say
In songs everyone talks about the chin
And in the street they run like Usain

Sp-Spending cheles, holed up in hotels
They seem like brothels, looking for the million
Mine are loyal, because they never speak
Yours sell themselves for a couple of points
They shoot, they shoot, I don't feel pressure
They turn, they turn, in another direction
Mine look for theirs without making noise
You sing the song

Ears covered, mind relaxed
With nothing in your pockets, nobody demands anything from you
I have a couple of reales that are down for anything
And twenty more waiting to see me make it
Watch your back, everything is interest
And they say they're loyal, they're just looking for cash
Money and respect, family is the first
Always by my side and he sees everything

And he sees everything, however much you lie
Cousin, I don't know what you're trying to do
You can see from afar that it bothers you
That we're rising like absinthe
Closed door, let them come later
[?] to those who supported me
And there's no evil for which good doesn't come
That's why we never give up