Текст и перевод песни Cosculluela feat. Mueka & Jungl - Tsvk

Tsvk

¿Qué pasó, cabrón? (Jo, jo, jo, jo)
Tengo amigos que considero hermanos,
Pero todos futuros enemigos
Por eso ando siempre ready en las manos
Y al que se me vire se la vacío (Prrru)
La calle está en malas, hace mucho calor
Se meten conmigo y les va peor
Ten cuida'o en donde,
Y con quien te pases,
No vaya a ser que te case (Prrr)

Sigo tranquilo,
Haciendo chavos sin vender kilo, yeah
Así es mi estilo,
Me meto donde sea
Con la mariconera y formamos un sal pa' afuera (¡Plo, plo, plo!)
Sigo tranquilo,
Haciendo chavos sin vender kilo, yeah
Así es mi estilo,
Me meto donde sea
Con la mariconera y formamos un sal pa' afuera, yeah

Tranquilo sin vender kilo ni doble funda
Haciendo to' estos discos buscándome la funda
Los tiro pa'l caldero y la cocina se inunda
Dicen: "Coscu los chavos se los tumba" (Coscu)
Yo Holly, guarda los potes de las Molly
Que esta gente llaman los poli'
Después que saquemos esta jodienda vamo' a explotar el Choli
Así que vayan alineando los trolleys (Oh shit, man)
Hey Mueka, saca el paper kush, pa' quemar los caca rush
Que ando con el Rolex, presidente como George Bush
Mucho sour, smoking that marihuana flower
Te vemos y eso es, (¡plo, plo, plo, plo!), con to' el power
En mi ranking te dejamos haciendo planking
Corro con los Benjamin Franklin
Pa' los tiempos de The Noise me podía comprar un Rolls Royce
Y ahora estoy poderoso con paper, boys
(It's The Teflon Face, man; Yeah)

Sigo tranquilo,
Haciendo chavos sin vender kilo, yeah
Así es mi estilo,
Me meto donde sea
Con la mariconera y formamos un sal pa' afuera (Jajaja)
Sigo tranquilo,
Haciendo chavos sin vender kilo, yeah
Así es mi estilo,
Me meto donde sea
Con la mariconera y formamos un sal pa' afuera, yeah

Un saludo a to' esos chotas con grabadoras en las Dakotas
Y a esas buchas que se creen bichotas (Yeah)
Ando en la BM, un pote 'e piky, la Forty con el de Mickey
Les doy "Shake Your Bon-Bon" como Ricky (Woo!)
Fronteando con las Medusa y compras to'as las Jordan en gamuza
Pero en la casa to' es de pitusa
Aunque yo me canse dudo que me alcancen
Porque en este trance no es la cuenta de cheque, es el balance
Hey yo, Wilo, ya yo 'toy tranquilo, ingrésenme en el asilo (Brrra)
Me pueden callaquear las voces, pero no el estilo
Original, desde el piso, los cueros y las capotas
Yo soy el Lexus de to' estos Toyota

I'm too fucking to strong, boy
You gotta sprinkle the holy water over me, man
The spirits got me, they got me again, man
It's just a preview of The Teflon Face

Sigo tranquilo,
Haciendo chavos sin vender kilo, yeah
Así es mi estilo,
Me meto donde sea
Con la mariconera y formamos un sal pa' afuera (Prra)
Sigo tranquilo,
Haciendo chavos sin vender kilo, yeah
Así es mi estilo,
Me meto donde sea
Con la mariconera y formamos un sal pa' afuera, yeah

Yeah, my man, you never been rough
Like Rottweilas Inc, boy
Y El Princi
El Mueka, that's the "Fat Boy"
That's my nigga, man
Smoking them pounds of marihuauauana, nah
Young Hollywood, that's the "Holly Boy", "The Monster"
Elio
It's White Lion, baby
All day, mothefuckers

Tsvk

What happened, you bastard? (Ho, ho, ho, ho)
I have friends that I consider brothers,
But all future enemies
That's why I'm always ready... in the hands
And to the one who turns to me I empty it (Prrru)
The street is in bad, it's very hot
They mess with me and they do worse
Take care where,
And with whom you spend,
It's not going to be that I marry you (Prrr)

I'm still calm,
Making kids without selling a kilo, yeah
That's my style,
I get in anywhere
With the faggot bowl and we formed a salt pa' outside (Plo, plo, plo!)
I'm still calm,
Making kids without selling a kilo, yeah
That's my style,
I get in anywhere
With the faggot bowl and we formed a salt pa' outside, yeah

Quiet without selling kilo or double cover
Doing to' these records looking for me the sleeve
I throw them for the cauldron and the kitchen floods
They say: "Coscu los chavos se los tumba" (Coscu)
Yo Holly, put away the Molly pots
That these people call the cops'
After we get this shit out I'm gonna blow up the Choli
So line up the trolleys (Oh shit, man)
Hey Mueka, take out the paper kush, to 'burn the poo rush...
That I walk around with the Rolex, president like George Bush
Mucho sour, smoking that marijuana flower
We see you and that's it (plo, plo, plo, plo!), with to' the power
In my ranking we leave you doing planning
I run with the Benjamin Franklin
For the times of The Noise I could buy a Rolls Royce
And now I'm powerful with paper, boys
(It's The Teflon Face, man; Yeah)

I'm still calm,
Making kids without selling a kilo, yeah
That's my style,
I get in anywhere
With the faggot bowl and we formed a salt pa' outside (Lol)
I'm still calm,
Making kids without selling a kilo, yeah
That's my style,
I get in anywhere
With the faggot bowl and we formed a salt pa' outside, yeah

A shout-out to... 'those chotas with tape recorders in the Dakotas
And to those assholes who think they're bichotas (Yeah)
I walk in the BM, a pot 'e piky, the Forty with Mickey's
I give them "Shake Your Bon-Bon" as Ricky (Woo!)
Fronting with the Jellyfish and shopping to'as the Jordan in suede
But in the house to' is from pitusa
Even if I get tired I doubt that they will reach me
Because in this trance it's not the checking account, it's the balance
Hey yo, Wilo, ya yo' toy easy, enter me in the asylum (Brrra)
The voices can silence me, but not the style
Original, from the floor, the leathers and the hoods
I am the Lexus of to' these Toyota

I'm too fucking to strong, boy
You gotta sprinkle the holy water over me, man
The spirits got me, they got me again, man
It's just a preview of The Teflon Face

I'm still calm,
Making kids without selling a kilo, yeah
That's my style,
I get in anywhere
With the faggot bowl and we formed a salt pa' outside (Prra)
I'm still calm,
Making kids without selling a kilo, yeah
That's my style,
I get in anywhere
With the faggot bowl and we formed a salt pa' outside, yeah

Yeah, my man, you've never been rough
Like Rottweilas Inc, boy
And The Princi
El Mueka, that's the "Fat Boy"
That's my nigga, man
Smoking them pounds of marihuauauana, nah
Young Hollywood, that's the "Holly Boy", "The Monster"
Elio
It's White Lion, baby
All day, mothefuckers