Текст и перевод песни Ghetto Kids feat. Mad Fuentes & Guaynaa - Tra Tra Tra (Remix)

Tra Tra Tra (Remix)

Nunca bebes, nunca bebes, nunca bebes
Nunca bebes, nunca bebes, nunca bebes
Nunca bebes, nunca bebes, nunca bebes
Ghetto Kids
Nunca bebe soda, tiene culo de sobra
Nadie la controla, si baila ella se quita la ropa (Vaya que presión)
Loca, se fuma la mota, no quiere que la jodan
Quiere que la recojan

Hace que me tra tra trabe
Hace que me tra tra trabe
Hace que me tra tra trabe (Ghetto Kids)
Hace que me tra tra tra tra
Tranquilice

¿Cómo no me voá trabar con semejante cosa?
Me trabo y también se traban todas las pinchs envidiosas
Ella no bebe soda, ella lo que bebe es mi mosa
Es una cosa seria, extra peligrosa

Hace que me tra tra trabe
Ya me tiene gra, ya me tiene grabe
Dime si te ca, dime si te cabe
Porque la probó y órale que rica te sabe

Yo sé que tú haces tortillas
Rapi y pinta que hace tijerilla
Y quede tranquila entre comillas
Pónteme potrona que voa ponerte la silla
Pa jaltarte a palazos como yegua a Pancho Villa

Si yo fuera tu recién nacido
Le hago huelga de hambre al biberón
Dame pecho que yo soy glotón mujerón
Esa dos bellezas que rodean tu esternón
¿Son naturales tu dices o es de silicón?

Hace que me tra tra trabe
Hace que me tra tra trabe
Hace que me tra tra trabe
Hace que me tra tra tra tra
Tranquilice

Culo pa' trás, pecho adelante
Culo pa' trás, pecho adelante
Culo pa' trás, pecho adelante
Culo pa' trás, pecho adelante
El Guaynaa bichi
¿Mande?

Te suelto el blanquito
El Guaynaa bicho el caina bown
Tenia el suiche para abajo y lo pusiste en on
Hace que me trabe, hace que entre en confusión
Busco paz pero por tu falta de consideración

Hace que me tra tra trabe
Quiere que la cla, cla, clabe
De su corazón adivine por no poner llave
Suave, suave, esto no termina hasta que se acabe

Culo pa' trás, pecho adelante
Culo pa' trás, pecho adelante
Culo pa' trás, pecho adelante
Culo pa' trás, pecho adelante
Ghetto Kids
Móntate en mi nave mami dime que tu sabes...
Ghetto Kids

Tra Tra Tra (Remix)

You never drink, you never drink, you never drink
You never drink, you never drink, you never drink
You never drink, you never drink, you never drink
Ghetto Kids
You never drink soda, you have plenty of ass
Nobody controls you, if she dances she takes off her clothes (What a pressure)
Crazy, she smokes dope, she doesn't want to be fucked
She wants to be picked up

It makes me get stuck
It makes me get stuck
It makes me get stuck (Ghetto Kids)
It makes me stick
Calm down

How can I not get stuck with such a thing?
I get stuck and so do all the fucking envious ones
She doesn't drink soda, she drinks my brew
It's a serious thing, extra dangerous

It makes me get stuck
It's got me bad, it's got me bad
Tell me if you fit, tell me if you fit
Because she tasted it and man it tastes good

I know you make tortillas
You're fast and you do the scissor
And you're calm between quotation marks
Put me on my saddlebag and I'll put the saddle on you
To beat you like a mare for Pancho Villa

If I were your newborn baby
I'd go on a hunger strike for the bottle
Give me your breast, I'm a glutton, woman
Those two beauties that surround your chest
Are they natural, you say, or are they silicone?

It makes me get stuck
It makes me get stuck
It makes me get stuck
It makes me stick
Calm down

Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward
The Guaynaa bichi
What's up?

I'll give you the white boy
The Guaynaa bicho the caina bown
You had the switch down and you turned it on
It makes me stick, it makes me get confused
I seek peace but for your lack of consideration

It makes me get stuck
She wants me to nail, nail, nail
Her heart to guess for not putting a key
Smooth, smooth, this doesn't end until it's over

Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward
Ass back, chest forward
Ghetto Kids
Get on my ship, baby, tell me what you know...
Ghetto Kids