Текст и перевод песни C-Kan - Me Toca

Me Toca

//Andale prende un blond de mari
Mari, mari
Subele al rap que empieze el party
El party, party
Rola la weed somebody, body
Somebody, body
Que me pudiera explicar ¿que hago yo con tanto flow?//

//Andale prende un blond de mari
Mari, mari
Subele al rap que empieze el party
El party, party

Rola la weed somebody, body

Somebody, body
Que me pudiera explicar ¿que hago yo con tanto flow?
No me canso de ser yo!
Siganme tirando fracasados
No hay que demostrar lo que viví el año pasado
¿Qué les ha pasado?, ¿El flow les ha pasado?
Suenan tan pasados, que el tiempo les ha pasado
Dicen que mastred trax fue el que me hizo la carrera
Que puso la cartera y que no soy de a deveras
Que para colaborar van y le pagan a cualquiera

Y que tengo que cantar lo que digan o no hay manera
Que ellos también pudieran si les ponen billetera

Enserio que me rio de lo que escucho alla afuera
Pa′ chismes ni se esmeran, todavía no se enteran
10 años y lamismo soy dueño de mi disquera
Me puedo retirar mañana si me da la gana
Vivir de regalías hasta que me salgan canas
Mas se quedan con las ganas changuitos pela bananas
Mientras el perro respire pélenle la macana!

En mi barrio me brindan la derecha y la izquierda
El amor de mi familia es muy difícil que lo pierda
El respeto y el apoyo alrededor de la minerva

Lo que piensen los demás me viene valiendo ver... dad
O mentira? Que todo el que me tira
Anda al tiro de mis rolas, mis videos y mis giras
Ya casi ni respira por su hate cuando me mira dice

Chale ese wey si pudo y se llena de ira
Porque el se siente estrella mas luego va y se estrella
Llego la cruda moral y el no trae ni pa' una estrella
Se cambian de barrio como cambian de calzones

Hacen matazones en todas sus canciones
Aun juegan raidones, se siguen con la finta
Que se iban a matar pero ahí la cosa es distinta
Estoy dentro de la unión, tómense de las manitas
Termino preguntando ¿pues de que barrio es paquita?
Como a ti nadie te quiere y aca ya no te quieren
Prefieres ir a mamarsela aquel que no me quiere
Estan peor que mis mujeres luego están que se mueren
Porque ya no lo adhieren que problemas ya no quieren

Si quieren desde cuando, vayamos apostando
Que yo aun después de muerto, voy a seguir sonando
Ando pensando el agradecerles al rato a tanto puto, tanto pato
Tanta rata, tanto gato
Porque si quizá la envidia y el odio de tanto vato

Fue lo que me impulso haber llegado tan alto
Un quiubole a mis paisas en donde quiera que anden
Otro al carro de malandros que me tumben, puente grande
Ya la ando armando en grande pero esta largo el plazo
Ando guachando morros que andan siguiendo mis pasos
Ya no tengo tiempo pa′ perderlo compelmaso
Yo ya hice mi pedazo le toca a DJ Maxo
//Andale prende un blond de mari
Mari, mari
Subele al rap que empieze el party
El party, party
Rola la weed somebody, body
Somebody, body
Que me pudiera explicar ¿que hago yo con tanto flow?//
//Andale prende un blond de mari
Mari, mari
Subele al rap que empieze el party
El party, party
Rola la weed somebody, body
Somebody, body
Que me pudiera explicar ¿que hago yo con tanto flow?//

It's My Turn

//Come on, light up a blunt of weed
Weed, weed
Turn up the rap, let the party begin
The party, party
Roll the weed somebody, body
Somebody, body
Who could explain to me what I do with so much flow?//

//Come on, light up a blunt of weed
Weed, weed
Turn up the rap, let the party begin
The party, party

Roll the weed somebody, body

Somebody, body
Who could explain to me what I do with so much flow?
I never get tired of being me!
Keep throwing shade at me, losers
No need to prove what I lived through last year
What happened to you? Did the flow pass you by?
You sound so outdated, time has passed you by
They say Mastred Trax is the one who made my career
That he put up the money and that I'm not for real
That to collaborate they go and pay anyone

And that I have to sing what they say or there's no way
That they could also do it if they put up the wallet

Seriously, I laugh at what I hear out there
They don't even try hard for gossip, they still don't know
10 years and I'm still the owner of my record label
I can retire tomorrow if I feel like it
Live off royalties until my hair turns gray
But you're left wanting, little banana-peeling monkeys
As long as the dog breathes, keep barking!

In my neighborhood they offer me the right and the left hand
The love of my family is very difficult to lose
Respect and support around the Minerva

What others think comes to me worth seeing... dad
Or lie? That everyone who throws shade at me
Is on the lookout for my songs, my videos, and my tours
They almost can't breathe from their hate when they see me, they say

Damn, that dude could do it and they fill with rage
Because he feels like a star but then he crashes
The moral hangover arrives and he doesn't even have enough for a star
They change neighborhoods like they change their underwear

They make killings in all their songs
They still play raids, they keep up the pretense
That they were going to kill each other but things are different there
I'm inside the union, hold hands
I end up asking, so what neighborhood is Paquita from?
Since nobody loves you and they don't love you here anymore
You prefer to go suck on the one who doesn't love me
They're worse than my women, then they're dying
Because they no longer adhere to it, they don't want problems anymore

If you want, since when, let's bet
That even after I'm dead, I'll keep playing
I'm thinking of thanking so many assholes, so many ducks later
So many rats, so many cats
Because maybe the envy and hatred of so many dudes

Was what drove me to get so high
A shout-out to my countrymen wherever they are
Another to the car of thugs who knock me down, Puente Grande
I'm already making it big but the deadline is long
I'm watching kids who are following in my footsteps
I don't have time to waste it with bullshit
I already did my part, it's DJ Maxo's turn
//Come on, light up a blunt of weed
Weed, weed
Turn up the rap, let the party begin
The party, party
Roll the weed somebody, body
Somebody, body
Who could explain to me what I do with so much flow?//
//Come on, light up a blunt of weed
Weed, weed
Turn up the rap, let the party begin
The party, party
Roll the weed somebody, body
Somebody, body
Who could explain to me what I do with so much flow?//