Текст и перевод песни Ayax y Prok - Deos sucios

Deos sucios

De madrugada
Mirando estrellas

De′os sucios, Sticky Fingaz, Slam
Son malos barrios, échale huevo', ven
To′ esos tigres ya no tienen sed
Toa' las casa' with the people sad
Porque sus niños se van al INEM

Ya no hay pa′ ese Mercedes-Benz
Quiero la fuerza, necesito a Ben
A las 11 en el Big Ben
A las 12 será el Big Bang
A este rifle le he puesto Marlin
Ya tengo pensa′o mi plan

Hoy estoy fino, cabrón, no paro
De dar a un vino a un Moët Chandon, caro
Un clandestino, un ladrón, claro
Son mis miga', venga va, mataro′
No me sigue', no podéis montaro′

Siempre estoy fino, un cabrón, bacano
Hay mucho estilo, rich on, yo gano
Desde chico, de mayor, de anciano
Es mi liga, venga va, apuntaro'
No hay intriga si no pue′o ganaro'

Son de mentira, hermano, se retira y gano
Se apuntaba en vano, si tirái' gitano′
Sin llamar a los payo′, sin temblar las mano'
Tonto, un ladrón fulano

Me hago un porro mientras miro la puerta
′Tá tocando la Parca pa' llevarme a la horca
Pa′ montarme en la barca, cómo sabe la puerca
Huele a sangre de cabra
Satán ya está poniendo su marca

Los días pasan rápido, tomando solo pálido
He comío' en ese Cabi, bro, me han puesto rock and roll
Justo está saliendo el Sol, echo M en ese bol
Para aquí que compro alcohol, nos ven y gritan gol

Saca la bufanda, DTS banda
Dime quiénes mandan (Ayax y Prok), os va a llegar la onda
Primero irá la bomba, esto es la selva
El león siempre mata a la cebra

De madrugada
Mirando estrellas

El pan de los niño′ no se juega en la timba
'Tán con la riño en la esquina tarumba
Solo seña' y guiño′, no se habla nunca
Ha visto algo y se lo lleva a la tumba

Dilapida la cara tras el burka
Preguntan por ti, pa′ mí que te buscan
Quién está contigo cuando to' se derrumba
Todo′ esos amigo' solo están pa′ la rumba

Eh yo, b-boy, ya voy con el convoy
A día de hoy, es Viceroy, no caravana, es Detroit
Se derriten los polo', crecen mare′ a dónde voy (a dónde)
Con la tortuga a lo maestro Mutenroy

First round, dead proof
Nous avons un rendez-vous
Fils de pute in the avenue
Montmartre, Moulin Rouge
Qui écoute seulement Jul, Sousou

En La Rábita el fantasma de la playa de él Ruso
Simplemente Ayax, abuso
Busco perla', buzo
Omertà, Mario Puzo
Reyerta, pufo
Se te corta el grifo
En el Albayzín hay murale' que conservan mis grafo′

Los de′os sucios, Sticky Fingaz, Slam
La musa tiene Estocolmo, no se siente rehén
A vece' tiene dos cara′ como Harvey Dent
Llevamo' más de seis años en el top ten, damn

Dirty Gods

In the early hours
Gazing at the stars

Dirty Gods, Sticky Fingaz, Slam
These are bad neighborhoods, girl, be brave, come on
All those tigers are no longer thirsty
All the houses with sad people
Because their kids are going to the unemployment office

There's no money for that Mercedes-Benz anymore
I want the strength, I need Ben
At 11 at Big Ben
At 12 it will be the Big Bang
I've named this rifle Marlin
I already have my plan figured out

Today I'm sharp, babe, I won't stop
From giving a wine to an expensive Moët Chandon
A stowaway, a thief, of course
They're my crumbs, come on, kill them
Don't follow me, you can't ride

I'm always sharp, a badass, cool
There's a lot of style, rich on, I win
Since I was a kid, as an adult, as an old man
It's my league, come on, sign up
There's no intrigue if I can't win it

They're fake, sister, they retire and I win
They signed up in vain, if you shoot like a gypsy
Without calling the payos, without shaking hands
Fool, a random thief

I roll a joint while I look at the door
The Grim Reaper is knocking to take me to the gallows
To get me on the boat, how the bitch knows
It smells like goat blood
Satan is already putting his mark

The days go by fast, drinking only pale
I ate at that Cabi, bro, they played rock and roll
The sun is just coming up, I put M in that bowl
Come here, I'm buying alcohol, they see us and yell goal

Take out the scarf, DTS gang
Tell me who's in charge (Ayax and Prok), the wave will reach you
First the bomb will go off, this is the jungle
The lion always kills the zebra

In the early hours
Gazing at the stars

The children's bread is not played in the gambling den
They're with the beef on the corner, crazy
Only signs and winks, never spoken
He's seen something and he's taking it to the grave

She squanders her face behind the burqa
They ask about you, I think they're looking for you
Who is with you when everything collapses
All those friends are only there for the party

Hey yo, b-boy, I'm coming with the convoy
Today, it's Viceroy, not a caravan, it's Detroit
The poles are melting, the tides are rising wherever I go (wherever)
With the turtle like Master Roshi

First round, dead proof
Nous avons un rendez-vous
Fils de pute in the avenue
Montmartre, Moulin Rouge
Who only listens to Jul, Sousou

In La Rábita the ghost of the Russian's beach
Simply Ayax, I abuse
I look for pearls, diver
Omertà, Mario Puzo
Brawl, scam
Your tap gets cut off
In Albayzín there are murals that preserve my graffiti

Dirty fingers, Sticky Fingaz, Slam
The muse has Stockholm syndrome, she doesn't feel like a hostage
Sometimes she has two faces like Harvey Dent
We've been in the top ten for over six years, damn