Текст и перевод песни Ayax y Prok - Raval ruina

Raval ruina

Esto es la vaina de Barna, El Raval, la ruina
Benvingut, tete, bajan disfrutete
La Rambla en machete, la gamba, fulete
La ganga, el filete, no le faltan billete'

De lejos chivatillo', Hansel y Gretel
Estamos en la Champions, no te piques, cadete
Tentanilla al hambre, guilla'o de Torete
Capitán (Shh), tu brazalete

Cobarde', puñalá' trapera'
Llego de after y no me suenan vuvuzelas
Gangster, mejor que presidente, Goodfella'
Tu culo en la calle está a precio de papela

No subestimes al que le duele la barriga
Nazis, nothing for lunatic mia
No me gusta la esposa, pero sí la brida
No voy a tener esposa, pero así es la vida

Ayax and Prok, fuck the rules
La lío a donde voy, me dicen Michael Moore
Make money, never really lot for hoes
Disfraza'o y droga'o, esto parece el Row

Sin porros, con la mona Chita, Tarzán
Crudo tartar, tercer ojo, Ten Shin Han
Juanito y cham cham, Isolda, Tristán
Más obvia mi gang y tu novia ñam ñam

Clam, tete, ese plan soy jam
Llovía mucha sangre, como cantaba
Se fue doña Inés, don Juan
Me viste quemarme en el suelo, Obi-Wan

Eso' argelino' tienen la pierna tan hambre
Esnifan pegamento pa' poder matar el hambre
Si eres policía, dame la patita, perro
Te daban palizas, por eso querían hierro

Fumamos rose, y ya nos gastamo' the riff
Soy del Albayzín y tengo cara 'e magrebí
Maté al sheriff, enamoré a la emperatriz
Me dijo: "Eres el bandido más guapo de por aquí, eh"

Raval ruina, Raval ruina
En La Rambla pakis, latas, music y putas en la esquina
Raval ruina, Raval ruina
La conocí en el MACBA, pero es mora de La Mina

Raval ruina, Raval ruina
Voy pa' la cancha en patín y tú con limusina
Raval ruina, Raval ruina
Todo' esos raperos necesitan disciplina

Raval in ruins

This is the vain of Barna, Raval, the ruin
Welcome, babe, come down and enjoy yourself
Machete on La Rambla, shrimp, bread roll
The deal, the steak, they're not short of cash

From afar informers, Hansel and Gretel
We're in the Champions League, don't get upset, rookie
Temptation for the hungry, Torete junkie
Captain (Shh), your armband

Coward, snitch backstabber
I come from an afterparty and I don't hear any vuvuzelas
Gangster, better than a president, Goodfella
Your ass in the street is worth the price of a bill

Don't underestimate the one with a bellyache
Nazis, nothing for my lunatic lady
I don't like a wife, but I do like a bridle
I'm not going to have a wife, but that's life

Ayax and Prok, fuck the rules
I mess everywhere I go, they call me Michael Moore
Make money, never really a lot for hoes
Disguised and drugged, this looks like the Row

No joints, with the monkey Chita, Tarzan
Raw tartar, third eye, Ten Shin Han
Juanito and cham cham, Isolde, Tristan
My gang is more obvious and your girlfriend yummy yummy

Calm down, babe, that's not my plan
A lot of blood was raining, as he sang
Doña Inés left, Don Juan
You saw me burn on the ground, Obi-Wan

Those Algerians are so hungry you could eat their legs
They sniff glue so they can kill their hunger
If you're a cop, give me your paw, dog
They beat you up, that's why you wanted iron

We smoke weed, and we've already spent the riff
I'm from the Albayzín and I have the face of a North African
I killed the sheriff, fell in love with the empress
She said to me: "You're the handsomest bandit around, eh"

Raval in ruins, Raval in ruins
On La Rambla, Pakistanis, cans, music and whores on the corner
Raval in ruins, Raval in ruins
I met her at the MACBA, but she's a Moor from La Mina

Raval in ruins, Raval in ruins
I'm going to the court on rollerblades and you in a limousine
Raval in ruins, Raval in ruins
All those rappers need some discipline