Contando - F7G CANDY перевод на английский

Contando

(Yeah, yeah)
(Es Can-, es Candy)
(Contando, contando)
(Dinero contando)
(Contando, contando)
(Dinero contando)

Contando, contando (contando)
Dinero contando (contando)
Los haters que siguen contando
Putas y enemigos que siguen contando
Contando, contando
Y estamos contando (yeah)
Y ustedes se viven contando
Lo que otro en su barrio les viven contando
Yeh-yeah

Contando, contando
Dinero contando (yeh-yeah)
Los haters que siguen contando
Putas y enemigos que siguen contando (skrt, skrt)
Contando, contando (yeah)
Y estamos contando
Y ustedes se vivеn contando
Lo que otro en su barrio les vivеn contando

Un tipo serio, respeto
¿Respeto de qué? Si respeto yo me lo he ganado (Me lo gané)
En la 85 la gente activa, fumando y el Tosto bien carameleado (85)
Inhalando tusi, me mantengo exclusive
Mujeres latinas que me hacen rusi

Me entregan la pussy
Me enamoré de la glock, pero yo la engañé con la uzi
Mantienen contando
Los controles contaron (chotas)
Los supuestos reales, todos difamaron (nah)
De mí mal hablaron
Se quedan en shock cuando el seco los paro (ja, ja, ja)
De tanto palabrear les va a dar un paro
Tengo un flow que es caro
Se hacen humildes, y ustedes saben que son bien avaros

A mí no me busquen si vienen con interés
No me mida el pulso si yo mantengo en estrés
Soy más brutal de lo que ve' y lo que crees
Son reales pero se caen si les hago el chotatex (nah, nah)
Lo romántico, lo fresa, se lo dejo al viejo Wes (¡Wo!)
Se creen número uno, pero no llegan al diez
Aquí yo soy Supreme, pero ustedes son la Quest (ajá, ajá)

Contando, contando
Dinero contando
Los haters que siguen contando
Putas y enemigos que siguen contando
Contando, contando
Y estamos contando
Y ustedes se viven contando
Lo que otro en su barrio les viven contando

Si el patrón está hablando, menor, se me calla y no sea tan metiche
Aquí no copeamos de pitcher
Los pase'e perico se bajan o con guaro o con viche (sí)
Camarón, si te duermes, te llegamos y te hacemos ceviche
Afila'o máquinas como Tony Vichy
De tanta corriente les quemo los switches (prr, prr)

Ojalá si me ven de frente espero que no gaguees
Y mucho menos a mí me corran
¡Dejen los cuento 'e lámpara!
Si ya todos sabemos que son mera gorra

Todos cantan iguales, suenan igual
Escuchar esa mierda ya enzorra (monotonía)
En una hamaca como mi Turro escuchando mis temas
Quemando en mi chonrra
Te ubicamos si mandamos una shorty (ajá)

Seguro ustedes saben de mi story
Mala mía, Zory
Que llamen a J y monten un cori
Un pinta de sicario, pero un tipo visionary
Un demonio como Jory
Aquí se le quitó lo Bravo a Johnny (vos sabés)
Se creen los más malos, pero ven la patrulla 'e los tombos
Y corren más rápido que Sonic

Yeah
F7G el caramelo
(Es Can-, es Candy)
Family Gang
Dímelo Zory, mala mía
Yeah
Ya que ustedes no descachan un verso
Aquí les dejo otro pa' que sigan descachándose

El caramelo
La 85 activa
Dímelo, Turro
Dímelo, Tosto
Dímelo, Dany Matamba
Dímelo Vichy, ey
Brian Caleto, toda la gente del pedazo, papi
Solo reales, nada de chotas

Counting

(Yeah, yeah)
(It's Can-, it's Candy)
(Counting, counting)
(Money counting)
(Counting, counting)
(Money counting)

Counting, counting (counting)
Money counting (counting)
The haters keep counting
Bitches and enemies keep counting
Counting, counting
And we are counting (yeah)
And you all live counting
What others in your hood are telling you
Yeah-yeah

Counting, counting
Money counting (yeah-yeah)
The haters keep counting
Bitches and enemies keep counting (skrt, skrt)
Counting, counting (yeah)
And we are counting
And you all live counting
What others in your hood are telling you

A serious guy, respect
Respect for what? If respect I have earned it (I earned it)
On 85th the people active, smoking and the Tosto well caramelized (85)
Inhaling tusi, I stay exclusive
Latin women who make me blush

They give me the pussy
I fell in love with the glock, but I cheated on her with the uzi
They keep counting
The controls counted (snitches)
The supposed real ones, they all defamed (nah)
They talked bad about me
They are shocked when I stop them dry (ha, ha, ha)
So much talking is going to give them a stroke
I have a flow that is expensive
They act humble, and you know they are very greedy

Don't look for me if you come with interest
Don't measure my pulse if I'm stressed
I'm more brutal than you see and what you believe
They are real but they fall if I do the chotatex (nah, nah)
The romantic, the strawberry, I leave it to old Wes (¡Wo!)
They think they are number one, but they don't even reach ten
Here I am Supreme, but you are the Quest (aha, aha)

Counting, counting
Money counting
The haters keep counting
Bitches and enemies keep counting
Counting, counting
And we are counting
And you all live counting
What others in your hood are telling you

If the boss is talking, little one, shut up and don't be so nosy
We don't copy from a pitcher here
The cocaine lines are lowered either with guaro or with viche (yes)
Shrimp, if you sleep, we'll come and make ceviche out of you
Sharpening machines like Tony Vichy
I burn their switches from so much current (prr, prr)

Hopefully if you see me face to face I hope you don't stutter
And much less run from me
Stop the lamp stories!
If we all know that they are just a cap

They all sing the same, they sound the same
Listening to that shit already pisses me off (monotony)
In a hammock like my Turro listening to my songs
Burning in my blunt
We'll find you if we send a shorty (aha)

Surely you know about my story
My bad, Zory
Call J and put together a chorus
A hitman look, but a visionary guy
A demon like Jory
Here Johnny lost his bravery (you know)
They think they are the baddest, but they see the cops' patrol car
And they run faster than Sonic

Yeah
F7G the candy
(It's Can-, it's Candy)
Family Gang
Tell me Zory, my bad
Yeah
Since you guys don't understand a verse
Here's another one for you to keep misunderstanding

The candy
The 85 active
Tell me, Turro
Tell me, Tosto
Tell me, Dany Matamba
Tell me Vichy, hey
Brian Caleto, all the people from the hood, daddy
Only real ones, no snitches