Maleanturro 2 - First Rostar перевод на английский

Maleanturro 2

Chubby on the beat

Éramo' guacho' y soñábamo' con andar re ganado'
Yanta' nueva' sin pilcha'o, lo mejore' motorizado'
Tener oportunidade' es para lo' afortunado'
Así e' la cosa en los barrio' má' marginado'
El envidioso es el que acota pero hacerlo no le da
Es como un tuerto que se ríe, el que no mira más allá
Por esta vida y el pasado es que ahora yo tengo ansiedad
Y el que habla y saca el cuero es al que le falta humildad
Ya me acostumbré a que solo me hablen mierda to' esto' gato'
Que me están copiando hasta en la foto, me pasaron el dato
Hasta la guacha dice que ya está' quebrado y pato
Guarda, perro bobo, que vas a sentir el impacto
Es un lugar donde te baja si anda' hablando mucho
Rescátate el moño que me duras menos que un pucho
Nos vamo' de shopping con las turra' encima de un trucho
Tirá, tirá, que para vos acá sobran los cartucho'
Préndeme un bate, tanto boqueaste y no saltaste
Te re asustaste, guacho, quebraste
Quebrá, quebrá, quebrá, sos re picante
Que la calle pateaste, nada bancaste

Que salimos del chaperío, ahora soy el que me río
Estos loro' se cagan y gritan por su tío
Que salimos del chaperío, ahora soy el que me río
Estos loro' se cagan y gritan por su tío

Jilotario, si venís pa'cá te comen de parla
'Tá caliente la sartén, tenés donde agarrarla
Si no viene la moneda, vamos a buscarla
Dijo un rapero "la hago corta" y vos dejá de hacerla larga
Volví pa' el barrio, guacho que me vio crecer
A que ella dice "tuvo conmigo, compa, no sé"
Estos quieren terminarla y ni siquiera empecé
Guarda con eso, gato negro, ya me los crucé
Cagaste un chori cuando nombraste a mi madre
Pero aprendí a no enroscarme cuando un perro ladre
A que te vea y te castigue, vas a tener que acostumbrarte
Mejor no salgas, que la calle arde
Pateando por la mistre, vamos costeando la quema
Mi compa en el XR mientra' vo' estás con tu nena
Ahora que flashearon, que se banque el problema
De hacer plata en la calle ahora quiero plata en mis tema'
Conjunto Kappa, siempre de trampa
Llueve y suena el techo de chapa
Si los cruzamos a esto' juro no se escapan
Los fierro' se hacen placa-placa
Pocos amigo', la familia cerca, un bife pa'l virado
Guarda con el primero que manoteo un bocado
Cuatro pinta' en un coche negro polarizado
Te pusimo' paña porque terminaste cagado

Khea
Recién, ma, recién, ma
Rockstar
Somos o no somos, ma
Nosotro' somo' los que estamos comandando esta vaina, man
Chubby
Lana Studio
Pew-pew-pew-pew
Krr

Maleanturro 2

Chubby on the beat

We were young and dreamed of getting really successful
New rides, no clothes, the best motorized ones
Having opportunities is for the lucky ones
That's how it is in the most marginalized neighborhoods
The envious one limits, but can't do it himself
It's like a one-eyed man laughing, who doesn't look beyond
This life and the past are what give me anxiety now
And the one who talks and throws shade is the one who lacks humility
I'm used to everyone only talking trash, all these cats
They're copying me even in photos, they gave me the info
Even the girl says I'm broke and a loser
Hold up, fool, you're gonna feel the impact
It's a place where you get taken down if you talk too much
Save your pride, you'll last less than a cigarette butt
We're going shopping with the girls, riding in a fake car
Shoot, shoot, you have plenty of bullets here
Light a bat, you talked so much and didn't step up
You got really scared, kid, you broke
Break, break, break, you're really spicy
You kicked the streets, you didn't bank on anything

We got out of the shadows, now I'm the one laughing
These parrots squawk and scream about their uncle
We got out of the shadows, now I'm the one laughing
These parrots squawk and scream about their uncle

Troublemaker, if you come here, they'll tear you apart
The pan is hot, you have somewhere to grab onto
If the money doesn't come, we'll go look for it
A rapper said "I'll keep it short" and you stop making it long
I went back to the neighborhood, kid, who saw me grow up
And she says "she was with me, bro, I don't know"
These guys want to end it, and I haven't even started
Be careful with that, black cat, I've already crossed paths with them
You messed up a sausage when you mentioned my mother
But I learned not to get involved when a dog barks
So when I see you, I'll punish you, you'll have to get used to it
Better not go out, the street is burning
Kicking through the mist, we're coasting through the heat
My friend in the XR while you're with your girl
Now that they've shown off, let them deal with the problem
Of making money on the street, now I want money in my songs
Kappa outfit, always scheming
It's raining and the tin roof is sounding
If we cross paths with these guys, I swear they won't escape
The metal turns into plates
Few friends, family close, a steak for the tired one
Be careful with the first one who reaches for a bite
Four guys in a black tinted car
We put you in your place because you ended up screwed

Khea
Just now, mom, just now, mom
Rockstar
Are we or are we not, mom?
We are the ones commanding this whole thing, man
Chubby
Lana Studio
Pew-pew-pew-pew
Krr