Intro - First Rostar перевод на английский

Intro

Yeah
Yeah
Oh, RCL, ma'
Rostar
Uh, uh, wuh
Yeah, yeah

Ya to'a la gente a mí me la dio
Mando un saludo a los cébiro'
'Tamo en camino, gracias a Dio'
Lo que hablen de mí a mí no me impor-ta
A mí nadie me limitó-ó-ó, ah, yeah
Ya to'a la gente a mí me la dio
Mando un saludo a los cébiro'
'Tamo en camino, gracias a Dio'
Lo que hablen de mí a mí no me impor-ta (No, no)
A mí nadie me limitó-ó-ó, ah, yeah

Empecé en el barrio de Villa Amelia
Donde pa' salir no tenías misma' media'
Siempre había que aguantar una tragedia
Un shout-out para el que sueña, pa'l que intenta
Con el Mauro, el S, el Aarón, con el Fito, nos íbamo' a to'a
Nunca me olvido las cagada', recuerdo', están en mi me-mo-oria
Mala vida empecé a conocer
Me fui de ahí pensando estar bien
Zona oeste pa' Telmo
Bachi siempre pa' mí será eterno
Era mi casa, pero Estados Unidos, oh
Sustancia, locura y vino, oh
Todo estaba permitido, oh

Ya to'a la gente a mí me la dio
Mando un saludo a los cébiro'
'Tamo en camino, gracias a Dio'
Lo que hablen de mí a mí no me impor-ta
A mí nadie me limitó-ó-ó, ah, yeah

Ahora 'tamo vacilando con mi ganga
En mi bando ese negro que se la banca
De estudio a estudio, ahora tenemo' una casa
Todo lo que gano es pa' que- pa' mi mamá, yeah
Todo' quieren, yeah, fama
Otra puta under mi cama
Todo el mundo quiere verme (Fuck)
Este tiene olor a hater
Hablan de mí sin conocerme (¿Qué?)
Bendicione' pa' mi gente
Fuck pa' lo' falso'
Tuve que josear pero 'tamo un paso má'
Vo' so' un payaso
Si esta calle que no me cuesta disparar, yeah

Un shout-out para toda mi gente de Villa Amelia a Telmo
De norte a sur, de este a oeste, yeah
Este es un regalito para ustedes, ah, wuh
Banda
Desde Barrio Abajo hasta tocar el cielo, yeah
RCL

Intro

Yeah
Yeah
Oh, RCL, my lady
Rostar
Uh, uh, wuh
Yeah, yeah

Everyone gave me everything, you know?
Sending greetings to the 'cébiro' guys
We're on our way, thanks to God
I don't care what they say about me
Nobody limited me, oh, yeah
Everyone gave me everything, you know?
Sending greetings to the 'cébiro' guys
We're on our way, thanks to God
I don't care what they say about me (No, no)
Nobody limited me, oh, yeah

I started in the Villa Amelia neighborhood
Where to get out, you didn't even have half the means
There was always a tragedy to endure
A shout-out to those who dream, to those who try
With Mauro, S, Aaron, with Fito, we went everywhere
I never forget the screw-ups, I remember them, they're in my memory
I started to experience a bad life
I left there thinking I'd be alright
West zone to Telmo
Bachi will always be eternal to me
It was my home, but the United States, oh
Substance, madness and wine, oh
Everything was allowed, oh

Everyone gave me everything, you know?
Sending greetings to the 'cébiro' guys
We're on our way, thanks to God
I don't care what they say about me
Nobody limited me, oh, yeah

Now we're chilling with my crew
On my side, that brother who handles it
From studio to studio, now we have a house
Everything I earn is for – for my mom, yeah
Everyone wants it, yeah, fame
Another bitch under my bed
Everyone wants to see me (Fuck)
This one smells like a hater
They talk about me without knowing me (What?)
Blessings to my people
Fuck the fakes
I had to hustle but we're one step further
You're just a clown
If this street doesn't cost me to shoot, yeah

A shout-out to all my people from Villa Amelia to Telmo
From north to south, from east to west, yeah
This is a little gift for you, ah, wuh
Band
From Barrio Abajo to touching the sky, yeah
RCL