Текст и перевод песни Dozi, Ñengo Flow, Jenay, Gotay & Trebol Clan - Salimos De Bayamon

Salimos De Bayamon

Papi, quieres saber de que región somos
Este es el distrito que a sonado toda la vida
Aquí están los sobrevivientes de altas temperaturas
Los guerreros con voz de peso en la callosa y los grandes artistas

Aquí hay brillo, muchos diamantes
Y papeles con cara de presidentes
Esta es la verdadera pauta, porque somos reales
Atentamente el distrito de Bayamón

Aquí hay combos guerreros, palos y cortas
Carros y guagua para la escolta
Prendas diamantes y mucha torta
Tenemos lo que al envidioso no soporta Salimos de baya, baya Bayamón
Aquí estamos los guerreros y no somos de cartón
Salimos de baya baya Bayamón
Donde no se fantasmea para partirte entero

Salimos de baya, baya Bayamón
Somos adictos al flow
Salimos de baya baya Bayamón
Estamos para las quesea, listo para romper la brea

Con el pasar del invierno
La calle no para esto es eterno
En la pane están las blanquitas con K9 para vernos
Tu eres un tiburón, pero esto es el río
Controlamos 4 barrios y 7 caseríos

Chaleco tu bastón, los clavos a botón
Sacamos los palos y a romperte la botella de ron
Te quitamos el apellido las de juando y los menores
Soltaron la Kawazaki y ahora están martillando

Aquí no hay playa, pero a todos les gusta quemarse
Bajo el sol, ustedes no están expuestos a este calor
Esta es la región de Baya, el dring tean de los cantantes
Si quieres ser títere de la escuela de los maleantes

Aquí hay combos guerreros, palos y cortas
Carros y guagua para la escolta
Ustedes son 70, nosotros 300
Adicto al problema quien se meten para adentro

Ponle el peine, que el chipete es industrial
Se van a asfixiar, con los menores muerte oficial
Es lo que do, desde bayamón Puertorro
Malenteando desde cachorro

Viendo los velorios y los fuletes, reventando gente
Bayamón huele bicho, zona de delincuentes
Pasame otro peine para retumbar
Para que sienta la presión de los hp

Que vienen alumbrando de frente acoplando gente
El Real G from Baya, al mando esta potente
Para desvaratarte los cristales
Ustedes no meten feca, seguimos para le frente

No soy romántico, pregúntale al idéntico
Ando con la de plástico, que deja paralitico
Quieres probar cabrón, de Puertorrico a Bayamón
Sobre sale entre los grandes bobolon
Aliniense olos alineamos!

Salimos de baya, baya Bayamón
Aquí estamos los guerreros y no somos de cartón
Salimos de baya baya Bayamón
Donde no se fantasmea para partirte entero

Salimos de baya, baya Bayamón
Somos adictos al fuego
Salimos de baya baya Bayamón
Estamos para las quesea, listo para romper la brea

Salimos en las noticias cada rato, por eso yo trato
Es que tu no sea el próximo asesinato
Este es el combo de baya, pa no rompas las normas
O saldrá el idéntico de la vía jolca

Flores para los muertos, para los vivos bendiciones
El combo más cabrón desde Angelo Millones
Ahora los menores controlando el meneo
Con pistola rápida, aunque nos lleven los feos

Y bien suelto el dedo, salimos para la disco 300
De la de la ubefali y el viento
El combo más violento, no te la vaya a buscar
Por que si te pillamos encima te vas a cagxx

Acá somos locos con las rápidas y con los rápidos
Con los tambores enganchados en los largos
Son más de cien caliente que les mando
Sin titubeos para dejarlos brincando

Eoh no quiero fantasmeo
Aquí en baya no se piensa para actuar con quien
Con quien sea nos vamos para matar
No hagas que del mapa los mande a borrar Aquí hay combos guerreros, palos y cortas
Carros y guagua para la escolta
Prendas diamantes y mucha torta
Tenemos lo que al envidioso no soporta Somos de Bayamón
El que sabe sabe, que estamos duros
Mi combo es grande y aquí hay mucho loco
Somos atrevidos en cualquier área
Con la chipeta ready, haciendo cesaría Somos 300 ya
No somos 70, oyó!

We Come From Bayamon

Baby, you wanna know what region we're from?
This is the district that's been known forever,
Where the survivors of high temperatures reside,
The warriors with heavy voices in the hood, and the great artists.

Here, there's shine, many diamonds,
And bills with the faces of presidents.
This is the real deal, because we're the real ones,
Sincerely, the Bayamón district.

Here, there are warrior combos, sticks and short blades,
Cars and SUVs for the escort,
Jewelry, diamonds, and a lot of dough.
We have what the envious can't stand. We come from Baya, Baya, Bayamón,
Here we are, the warriors, and we ain't made of cardboard.
We come from Baya, Baya, Bayamón,
Where there's no fantasizing to break you in half.

We come from Baya, Baya, Bayamón,
We're addicted to the flow.
We come from Baya, Baya, Bayamón,
We're here for the beef, ready to break the bread.

As winter passes,
The street doesn't stop, this is eternal.
In the pane, the white girls are with K9 to watch us.
You're a shark, but this is the river.
We control 4 neighborhoods and 7 housing projects.

Vest, your cane, nails buttoned up,
We take out the sticks and break your rum bottle.
We take away the last names, from Juando and the minors.
They released the Kawasaki and now they're hammering.

There's no beach here, but everyone likes to get burned.
Under the sun, you're not exposed to this heat.
This is the Bayamón region, the dream team of singers.
If you wanna be a puppet in the school of thugs.

Here, there are warrior combos, sticks and short blades,
Cars and SUVs for the escort.
You are 70, we are 300,
Addicted to trouble, whoever gets in, gets it.

Put on the comb, the pacifier is industrial.
They're gonna suffocate, with the minors, official death.
It's what I do, from Bayamón, Puerto Rico,
Thuggin' since I was a pup.

Seeing the wakes and the bullets, people exploding.
Bayamón smells like weed, criminal zone.
Pass me another comb to make it rumble,
So they feel the pressure of the sons of bitches

That come shining from the front, joining people.
The Real G from Baya, in command, powerful,
To shatter your crystals.
You don't push weight, we keep going forward.

I'm not romantic, ask the identical one.
I walk with the plastic one, that leaves you paralyzed.
You wanna try, asshole, from Puerto Rico to Bayamón,
Standing out among the big dummies,
Line up, or we'll line you up!

We come from Baya, Baya, Bayamón,
Here we are, the warriors, and we ain't made of cardboard.
We come from Baya, Baya, Bayamón,
Where there's no fantasizing to break you in half.

We come from Baya, Baya, Bayamón,
We're addicted to fire.
We come from Baya, Baya, Bayamón,
We're here for the beef, ready to break the bread.

We're in the news all the time, that's why I try,
So that you're not the next murder.
This is the Bayamón crew, don't break the rules,
Or the identical one from the Jolca street will come out.

Flowers for the dead, blessings for the living.
The most badass crew since Angelo Millones.
Now the minors are controlling the movement,
With fast guns, even if the ugly ones take us.

And my finger is loose, we're going to the club, 300,
From the Ubefali and the wind.
The most violent crew, don't come looking for it,
Because if we catch you on top, you're gonna shit yourself.

We're crazy here with the fast girls and the fast cars,
With the drums hooked up to the long ones.
There are more than a hundred hot ones that I send you,
Without hesitation, to leave you jumping.

Yo, I don't want any fantasizing.
Here in Bayamón, we don't think twice to act with whoever,
With whoever it is, we're going to kill.
Don't make me erase them from the map. Here, there are warrior combos, sticks and short blades,
Cars and SUVs for the escort,
Jewelry, diamonds, and a lot of dough.
We have what the envious can't stand. We're from Bayamón,
Whoever knows, knows that we're tough.
My crew is big and there are a lot of crazy people here.
We're daring in any area,
With the chipeta ready, doing a cesarean. We are 300 now,
We're not 70, you hear!