Текст и перевод песни Culeros Vatos - Style Chingon (feat. Andrew Phil)

Style Chingon (feat. Andrew Phil)

Ayer cante de amor por que lo sentia
La vida y su ironia

Sigo buscando el destino de mi tren cargo todo el peso soy mi propio rehen
Music cable a tierra para ser libre men
Invirtiendo el tiempo sumando al 100%
Sigo buscando el destino de mi tren cargo todo el peso soy mi propio rehen
Music cable a tierra para ser libre men
Invirtiendo el tiempo sumando al 100%

Ayer cante de amor porque lo sentia
La vida y su ironia pense que perdia pero no es a si
Llegue solo aqui
La familia nunca deja
Moraleja buen camino mija bendiciones lo que elija
Solo quise vivir entre tus piernas
La vida fue cabrona me puso entre las cuerdas
Me escupeo la cara y me dijo pa' que aprendas
Estoy lejos
Quiero money money cuando sea viejo
Lo mejor pa' mis nietos valores y respeto
Estoy luchando

Es chico mi bando no ando solo
Yo no tengo amigos tengo hermanos
Son muy pocos de familia chica
No me venda esa mierda
Si no es de la rica el morro te explica
O se hace bien o si hace mal
Bang bang bang
O vendemos por kilos o robamos un banco
Piensalo limosna no
prefiero que me envidien a dar lástima
A mi nadie lastima ni subestima queremos la cima
A la mierda tu Jordan quiero nike cortez
Bien tumbados mis pies

Style Chingon es puro rock and roll
Solo cumplo mi roll uno cosecha lo que siembra
Hago que mi marca venda
Nacio de la nada pero tengo la riendas
No se ofendan
Quieren verme bien pero no mejor que ellos
No se mientan
Yo solo aumente mis ventas
Soy feo
Las chicas dicen bello ni al espejo le creo pero bueno
Ellas fuman en piezas se arrodilla y no reza
Le gusta y lo confiesa nena recien empieza
Dura como yeso

Pero será pasajero no lo hace por amor ni por peso
Es placer Pa no hay nada que cuidar

Sigo buscando el destino de mi tren cargo todo el peso soy mi propio rehen
Music cable a tierra para ser libre men
Invirtiendo el tiempo sumando al 100%
Sigo buscando el destino de mi tren cargo todo el peso soy mi propio rehen
Music cable a tierra para ser libre men
Invirtiendo el tiempo sumando al 100%

An pasan los dias pasan los años
La vida es una puta yo un chulo
Siempre que da la espalda le agarro el culo
Piensalo valoralo,loros no no
Amante del porno con trastornos musicales
En audifonos ignorante del entorno
A lo Tony Montana no veremos en infierno
Quiero el mundo
Perra lo merezco,
Como KL FU fresco y sencillo

A lo classic never die,como el Chelios ints
No tengo pistola pero se consigue a lo Tupac o a lo biggie
Tu sepelio segui avanzando
critica me valio a si soy yo
Bien cabron microphone,salimos de la esquina
Nena
Diles que nadie nos frena queremos pa' la cena
Vida buena
Ha pasado la infancia ya no vendo cobre
Gracias a mi raza, las buenas costumbres
Rima de alto calibre ando recio, todo tiene su precio
Cabron desde el inicio

Dinero no compra amor pero si lo vicios
Silencio a lo necios, su ignorancia crecio
No debo nada a nadie la cuenta al dia
Y si pido perdon solo mama y adios,
Oye mama,
Yo se que me pierdo estoy haciendo ruido
Saludos a papa, mi super heroe con vicios y sin capa
Tal vez fue una etapa,
Yo cuidar de Carlos al menos hasta que parta
Sabe su hermanito
Por el mata
No te metas con mi family,o vato vida arrebata
Aca se gana no se empata

Gastamos en zapas, porque andamos a patas
Se enamoran a gatas envidia de las ratas
En busca del oro y de la plata
Me cerraron la puerta,pero soy un cabron
Ustedes son putas
Ustedes tienen calle yo tengo las rutas
Woodwood estilo chingon
El que nace en el barrio
Woodwood estilo chingon
El que nace en el barrio el que suena cabron
Woodwood Woodwood Woodwood Woodwood

Sigo buscando el destino de mi tren cargo todo el peso soy mi propio rehen
Music cable a la tierra para ser libre men
Invirtiendo tiempo sumando al 100%

Sigo buscando el destino de mi tren cargo todo el peso soy mi propio rehen
Music cable a tierra para ser libere men
Invirtiendo tiempo sumando al 100%

Style Chingon (feat. Andrew Phil)

Yesterday I sang of love because I felt it.
Life and its irony.

I keep searching for my train's destination, carrying all the weight, I'm my own hostage.
Music, my grounding cable to be free, man.
Investing time, adding up to 100%.
I keep searching for my train's destination, carrying all the weight, I'm my own hostage.
Music, my grounding cable to be free, man.
Investing time, adding up to 100%.

Yesterday I sang of love because I felt it.
Life and its irony, I thought I was losing, but it's not like that.
I got here alone.
Family never leaves.
Moral of the story: good path, girl, blessings on whatever you choose.
I just wanted to live between your legs.
Life was a bitch, put me on the ropes.
Spat in my face and said, "So you learn."
I'm far away.
I want money, money when I'm old.
The best for my grandchildren, values and respect.
I'm fighting.

My crew is small, but I'm not alone.
I don't have friends, I have brothers.
Very few, from a small family.
Don't sell me that shit.
If it's not the good stuff, the kid explains it to you.
Either it's done right or it's done wrong.
Bang, bang, bang.
Either we sell by the kilo or we rob a bank.
Think about it, no handouts.
I'd rather be envied than pitied.
Nobody hurts or underestimates me, we want the top.
Fuck your Jordans, I want Nike Cortez.
My feet laid back.

Chingon Style is pure rock and roll.
I just play my role, one reaps what one sows.
I make my brand sell.
Born from nothing, but I hold the reins.
No offense.
They want to see me do well, but not better than them.
Don't lie to yourselves.
I just increased my sales.
I'm ugly.
Girls say beautiful, I don't even believe the mirror, but oh well.
They smoke in rooms, kneel and don't pray.
She likes it and confesses, baby, it's just the beginning.
Hard as plaster.

But it will be temporary, she doesn't do it for love or money.
It's pleasure, Pa, there's nothing to worry about.

I keep searching for my train's destination, carrying all the weight, I'm my own hostage.
Music, my grounding cable to be free, man.
Investing time, adding up to 100%.
I keep searching for my train's destination, carrying all the weight, I'm my own hostage.
Music, my grounding cable to be free, man.
Investing time, adding up to 100%.

Days go by, years go by.
Life is a whore, I'm a pimp.
Every time she turns her back, I grab her ass.
Think about it, appreciate it, no parrots, no.
Porn lover with musical disorders.
In headphones, ignorant of my surroundings.
Like Tony Montana, we'll see each other in hell.
I want the world.
Bitch, I deserve it.
Like KL FU, fresh and simple.

Classic never die, like Chelios ints.
I don't have a gun, but you can get one, Tupac or Biggie style.
Your funeral, I kept moving forward.
Criticism doesn't matter to me, that's how I am.
Fucking awesome microphone, we came from the corner.
Baby.
Tell them that nobody stops us, we want a good life for dinner.
Good life.
Childhood is over, I don't sell copper anymore.
Thanks to my people, good manners.
High-caliber rhymes, I'm going hard, everything has its price.
Badass from the beginning.

Money doesn't buy love, but it does buy vices.
Silence to the fools, their ignorance grew.
I don't owe anything to anyone, the account is settled.
And if I ask for forgiveness, only to Mom and goodbye.
Hey, Mom.
I know I get lost, I'm making noise.
Greetings to Dad, my superhero with vices and no cape.
Maybe it was a phase.
I'll take care of Carlos, at least until I leave.
His little brother knows.
He'd kill for him.
Don't mess with my family, or vato, life will be taken.
Here we win, we don't tie.

We spend on shoes because we walk barefoot.
They fall in love like cats, envy of the rats.
In search of gold and silver.
They closed the door on me, but I'm a badass.
You are whores.
You have the streets, I have the routes.
Woodwood, Chingon style.
The one born in the hood.
Woodwood, Chingon style.
The one born in the hood, the one that sounds badass.
Woodwood Woodwood Woodwood Woodwood.

I keep searching for my train's destination, carrying all the weight, I'm my own hostage.
Music, my grounding cable to be free, man.
Investing time, adding up to 100%.

I keep searching for my train's destination, carrying all the weight, I'm my own hostage.
Music, my grounding cable to be free, man.
Investing time, adding up to 100%.