Текст и перевод песни Daddy Yankee feat. Bad Bunny - Tú No Metes Cabra (Live) [Remix]

Tú No Metes Cabra (Live) [Remix]

Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche
Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche
Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche
Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche
Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche
Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche
Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche
Y si te me esbocas, nos vamos al switche
(DY, winter is coming)
Tengo una letra corrupta, me dio ejemplo el Gobierno
El Nightwalker, por ahí viene el invierno
Dictadura lirical, de nadie dejo rastro
Soy Mussolini, Stalin, soy Fidel Castro
Maduro me lo mama, yo sí soy un genocida
Rapero que me tira, rapero que pierde la vida
Son parte de mi colonia, les robo la pauta en la pista
Psicópata a la vista, poder imperialista
El Yankee, el verdadero terrorista
¿Qué tengo que hacer, pa' que digan que soy real?
Hablar de matar, con cualquier metal
Buscarme un caso estatal
O cumplir con Anuel en la Federal
Pupilos, sigan aprendiendo del teacher
Los haters son pussies, buscan que me los chiche
Haré como Ozuna, darte un palo por pitcher
O un microfonazo por saramambiche
Tú no metes cabra, yo también tengo sicarios
Famoso y millonario
Cabrón, yo no tengo adversarios
La nueva religión, rézame un rosario
Gucci, Prada, Louis Vi
Me extrañaron, ya volví
El más hijueputa encima de un beat
Les pasé po' encima, y yo ni los vi
G seis cinco con los body kit
Tú te mueres sin llegar aquí
Dan Bilzerian con dos putas en el jetski
Pa' guerrear conmigo, tienes que subir el ki, cabrón, yeh
Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche
Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche
Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche
Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche

You're Not Making It, You're Weak (Live) [Remix]

You're not making it, you're weak
You're not making it, you're weak
You're not making it, you're weak
You're not making it, you're weak
You're not making it, you're weak
You're not making it, you're weak
You're not making it, you're weak
And if you get in my face, we'll go to the switch
(DY, winter is coming)
I have a corrupt letter, the government gave me an example
The Nightwalker, winter is coming
Lyrical dictatorship, I leave no trace of anyone
I'm Mussolini, Stalin, I'm Fidel Castro
Maduro sucks me, I'm a real genocidist
Rapper who shoots at me, rapper who loses his life
They are part of my colony, I steal their pattern on the track
Psychopath in sight, imperialist power
The Yankee, the real terrorist
What do I have to do, to be called real?
Talking about killing, with any metal
Looking for a state case
Or to fulfill with Anuel in the Federal
Students, keep learning from the teacher
The haters are pussies, they want me to suck them
I'll do like Ozuna, give you a stick for a pitcher
Or a microphone for a sissy
You're not making it, I have assassins too
Famous and millionaire
Bastard, I have no adversaries
The new religion, pray me a rosary
Gucci, Prada, Louis Vi
You missed me, I'm back
The biggest son of a bitch on a beat
I passed them by, and I didn't even see them
G six five with the body kit
You die without getting here
Dan Bilzerian with two bitches on the jetski
To fight me, you have to raise the ki, bastard, yeh
You're not making it, you're weak
You're not making it, you're weak
You're not making it, you're weak
You're not making it, you're weak