Текст и перевод песни Dyango - Fuimos

Fuimos

Eramos 5 en bicicleta Una mancha esta completa
La banda que atacaba todo aquel que se entrometa
En mi barrio la ley Se dicta por munisiones
Mi pandilla atacaba, por placer sin restricciones
Eramos respeto y nadie se entrometia en nuestros asuntos
Mucho menos policias

Por pagar un cupo nos libraban de la cana
Y gracias a ese pago Haciamos lo que venga en gana
Robando Motorala Sony Ericson y Nokia
Choreabamos a intrusos y hasta el cura de la parriquia
Mejor vete payaso mira donde das paso
Que hasta mi pandilla mataba con un plomazo
Viviamos en la esquina todo el dia en desbande
Y dentro de nuestro barrio no habia quien nos mande

Un dia de arebato salimos pa hacer drilos
Queriamos mas fichas pa'un negocio de kilos
Entonces caminamos pulseando a la gente
Y vimos a un sujeto con pinta de gerente
Fuimos y avanzamos y sin que nadie note
Le mentamos laa madre y lo chapamos de cojote
Le quitamos de todo y sin ningun reparo
El solo nos dijo
"Van a pagarla caro"
Corrimos pa la quinta pa'pone la cuenta en claro
Y antes de llegar escuche un disparo
Voltie rapidamente para ver quien lo hizo
Y vi a mi colega. TIRADO EN EL PISO
Quise darle auxilio quise verlo sano
Pero vi al que asaltamos
Con un fierro en la mano
Corri como loco mientras el me decia
Devuelveme mi cosa que yo soy policia
Me escondi en una jato donde habian 3 chibolos
Los cuales lloraban cuando me quitaba el polo
Pa'que no me reconoscan
Si me ven en la huida
Despues de unos minutos pude aplicar la salida
Al otro dia fumando recorde a mi compa

We Were

We were 5 on a bike A gang that is complete
The band that attacked anyone who gets in the way
In my neighborhood the law Is ruled by ammunition
My gang attacked, for pleasure without restrictions
We were respect and no one would meddle in our business
Especially not the police

For paying an installment we were freed from the cops
And thanks to that payment We did whatever we wanted
Stealing Motorola Sony Ericsson and Nokia
We robbed intruders and even the priest of the parish
You better, clown, watch where you step
Because even my gang killed with a bullet
We lived on the street corner all day long
And in our neighborhood there was no one to boss us around

One day out of nowhere we went out to do drills
We wanted more chips for a business deal
So we walked around mugging people
And we saw a guy who looked like a manager
We went up to him and without anyone noticing
We cursed him out and grabbed him by the neck
We took everything from him without any regret
He just told us
"You're going to pay dearly for this"
We ran to the flophouse to clear the account
And before we got there I heard a shot
I turned around quickly to see who did it
And I saw my friend. Lying on the floor
I wanted to help him I wanted to see him healthy
But I saw the one we had robbed
With a gun in his hand
I ran like crazy while he said to me
Give me back my stuff I'm a cop
I hid in a crack den where there were 3 kids
Who were crying as I took off my shirt
So they wouldn't recognize me
If they saw me on the run
After a few minutes I was able to make my escape
The next day while smoking I remembered my buddy