Текст и перевод песни Fernando Costa feat. Dollar & Blasfem - Pa que lo gocen

Pa que lo gocen

Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa' los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa' toda la gente que no nos conoce
Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa' los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa' toda la gente que no nos conoce
Dicen que a la tercera cae la breva
Voy por la segunda con el Dollar
Creo que no llegan, conmigo no bregan
Desde callejeiro y malamanera
El que me quiera, que me quiera
Y el que no, se muera
(Bola, ocho) Ya ha llegao el Dollar a comerse el bizcocho
(Ay, quién lo bata? La rata)
Ya ha llegado el Fernandito a llevarse la piñata
Escuchando La Excepción, a Teguito Calderón
Métele salsón, batería y reggaetón
Paco de Lucía, la guitarra y Camarón
Me creo Julio Voltio, si engancho el microphone
Hooyah, le follen a la patrulla
Hooyah, todos gritan aleluya
Hooyah, no te autodestruyas
Si la calle no es mía, qué va a ser tuya
Entrando como El tomatito
A lo Cigala, a ritmo Los Chunguitos
Estamos benditos, desde chiquititos
Chito, callaito estás bonito
(Pura calle)
Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa' los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa' toda la gente que no nos conoce
Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa' los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa' toda la gente que no nos conoce
Va con él, va con el Rumba
Y escuchando a violadores hasta debajo 'e la tumba
Zumba, ay mira cómo lo tumba
Cuidado no vaya a ser que me la dejes moribunda
Primo, a lo Al Pacino
Morenito y guapetón, chulo y fino
Sois todos bienvenidos
Al día de hoy, yo creo que estamos bendecidos
Tráemelo, ya sabes lo que te pido
Guárdalo, que no te vea lo' resentido'
Mutéalo, que no haya nadie de testigo
Un día eres el guía y otro día estás perdío
Ay, tráemelo, ya sabes lo que te pido
Guárdalo, que no te vea lo' resentido'
Mutéalo, que no haya nadie de testigo
Un día eres el guía y otro día estás perdío
Chacho, borracho voy colocao
Estoy esperando algo que me quite este pecao
Eh, eh, espera, espera, espera, loco
Esto no es chacho, primo
Esto es pa' que lo goces, loco
Ay, ay, que se me ha ido, primo
Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa' los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa' toda la gente que no nos conoce
Y esto es pura calle, que lo gocen
Y esto es puro barrio, primo, que lo gocen
Pa' los que nos quieren, que lo gocen
Pa' toda la gente que no nos conoce

For Your Enjoyment

This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is pure hood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us
This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is pure hood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us
They say the third time's the charm
I'm going for the second with Dollar
I don't think they can keep up, they can't handle me
From the streets and rough around the edges
Whoever wants me, let them want me
And whoever doesn't, let them die
(Bola, eight) Dollar has arrived to eat the cake
(Oh, who can beat him? The rat)
Fernandito has arrived to take the piñata
Listening to La Excepción, to Tego Calderón
Give it salsa, drums and reggaeton
Paco de Lucía, the guitar and Camarón
I feel like Julio Voltio when I grab the microphone
Hooyah, fuck the patrol
Hooyah, everyone shouts hallelujah
Hooyah, don't self-destruct
If the street isn't mine, it won't be yours
Coming in like El Tomatito
Like Cigala, to the rhythm of Los Chunguitos
We are blessed, since we were little
Chito, you're beautiful when you're quiet
(Pure street)
This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is pure hood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us
This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is pure hood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us
It goes with him, it goes with the Rumba
And listening to Violadores even under the grave
Zumba, oh look how he knocks her down
Be careful not to leave her dying
Cousin, like Al Pacino
Dark and handsome, cool and refined
You are all welcome
To this day, I think we are blessed
Bring it to me, you know what I ask for
Keep it, don't let the resentful ones see you
Mute it, let there be no witnesses
One day you're the guide and another day you're lost
Oh, bring it to me, you know what I ask for
Keep it, don't let the resentful ones see you
Mute it, let there be no witnesses
One day you're the guide and another day you're lost
Dude, I'm drunk and high
I'm waiting for something to take away this sin
Eh, eh, wait, wait, wait, crazy
This is not dude, cousin
This is for you to enjoy it, crazy
Oh, oh, it got away from me, cousin
This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is pure hood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us
This is pure street, baby, enjoy it
This is pure hood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us