Текст и перевод песни Daviles de Novelda - No me Hables de Calle

No me Hables de Calle

Yeah, yeah, yeah
No, es Daviles de Novelda

No me hables de calle, porque tú nunca la has visto
Aquí no' hemo' cria'o en medio de los delito'
Mi gente está activa'a buscando los dinerito'
Y si estamos vivos es gracias a Jesucristo

No me hables de calle, porque tú nunca la has visto
Aquí no' hemo' cria'o en medio de los delito'
Mi gente está activa'a buscando los dinerito'
Y si estamos vivos es gracias a Jesucristo

Le damos gracias a Dios porque vivimos bien
Tenemos ropa cara y no nos falta pa' comer
Pero hay que recordar de donde venimos, man
Que en los tiempos de antes no teníamos jallipén

Yo no tenía cartera, no sabía ni pa' qué era
Si en esos tiempos no teníamos ni una chuquela
Te lo juro, que me muera
Que salíamos pa' la calle pa' buscarnos la moneda

De lo que era, lo pasábamos cabrón
Así que ahora no me vengas con tu ambición
Que nosotros hemos pasa'o lo peor
Abrir la nevera y solo ver medio limón

Todo ha cambia'o, ya no son los tiempos de antes
Somos empresarios, ya no somos mangantes
Que este negocio nos aguante
Pa' cuando tenga un hijo que nunca le falte

No me hables de calle, porque tú nunca la has visto
Aquí no' hemo' cria'o en medio de los delito'
Mi gente está activa'a buscando los dinerito'
Y si estamos vivos es gracias a Jesucristo

No me hables de calle, porque tú nunca la has visto
Aquí no' hemo' cria'o en medio de los delito'
Mi gente está activa'a buscando los dinerito'
Y si estamos vivos es gracias a Jesucristo

La calle está caliente, llena de delincuentes
Y de gente que por su gente mata a otra gente
Tú con nosotros no te enfrentes
Porque en la calle las leyes son diferentes

Tengo a mi gente a mi la'o, los que siempre han esta'o
Los que me han visto sin na', los que me han visto enmalla'o
Los bocachanclas se han calla'o
Porque sigo con los mismos en el mismo la'o

El BSL (aquí estamos tranquilos en el barrio)
Primo, y en el BSL (el Richard, el Oscar
El Osama, el Nachito y mi hermano, el Davana)
El BSL (f de Flow, el J. Nandez, el Joaquinete y el Ramoncete)
Primo y en el BSL (el Della Fragua, el J. Jairo
Y el Daviles de Novelda ha llega'o)

No me hables de calle, porque tú nunca la has visto
Aquí no' hemo' cria'o en medio de los delito'
Mi gente está activa'a buscando los dinerito'
Y si estamos vivos es gracias a Jesucristo

No me hables de calle, porque tú nunca la has visto
Aquí no' hemo' cria'o en medio de los delito'
Mi gente está activa'a buscando los dinerito'
Y si estamos vivos es gracias a Jesucristo

¡Oye!, el Daviles de Novelda ha llega'o, ¿qué pasó, pa'? ¡Ja, ja!
Dímelo, Lowlight
22 Shots Music

Don't Talk to Me About the Streets

Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's Daviles de Novelda, girl

Don't talk to me about the streets, you've never seen them
We weren't raised around crime and mayhem
My people are hustling, chasing that paper
And if we're alive, it's thanks to the Savior

Don't talk to me about the streets, you've never seen them
We weren't raised around crime and mayhem
My people are hustling, chasing that paper
And if we're alive, it's thanks to the Savior

We thank God we're living well
Got expensive clothes and food on the table, girl
But we gotta remember where we came from
Back in the day, we didn't have a dime, hun

I didn't have a wallet, didn't know what it was for
Back then, we didn't even have a single buck, you know
I swear, may I die
We'd hit the streets just to find a little dough

We had it rough, that's how it was
So don't come at me with your ambition, cuz
We've been through the worst, girl
Opening the fridge and seeing just half a lemon

Everything's changed, it's not like before
We're businessmen now, no more stealing, that's for sure
May this business keep us going strong
So when I have a child, they'll never lack a thing

Don't talk to me about the streets, you've never seen them
We weren't raised around crime and mayhem
My people are hustling, chasing that paper
And if we're alive, it's thanks to the Savior

Don't talk to me about the streets, you've never seen them
We weren't raised around crime and mayhem
My people are hustling, chasing that paper
And if we're alive, it's thanks to the Savior

The streets are hot, full of criminals
And people killing others over their own
Don't mess with us, girl
Because on the streets, the laws are different, you see

I got my people by my side, those who always been there
They saw me with nothing, they saw me locked up
The loudmouths have shut up
Because I'm still with the same ones, on the same side, that's what's up

The BSL (we're chilling here in the hood)
Cousin, and in the BSL (Richard, Oscar
Osama, Nachito, and my brother Davana)
The BSL (f de Flow, J. Nandez, Joaquinete, and Ramoncete)
Cousin, and in the BSL (Della Fragua, J. Jairo
And Daviles de Novelda has arrived)

Don't talk to me about the streets, you've never seen them
We weren't raised around crime and mayhem
My people are hustling, chasing that paper
And if we're alive, it's thanks to the Savior

Don't talk to me about the streets, you've never seen them
We weren't raised around crime and mayhem
My people are hustling, chasing that paper
And if we're alive, it's thanks to the Savior

Yo! Daviles de Novelda has arrived, what's up, girl? Haha!
Tell 'em, Lowlight
22 Shots Music