Текст и перевод песни Hector El Father - No Hacen Ná

No Hacen Ná

Tu combo, bambalan, no hacen na'
A la hora de la verdad, no hacen na'
Por el suelo va a correr la sangre
Y el que fantasmee, se muere Tu combo, bambalan (no hacen na')
Y el que fantasmee (se muere)
Tu, y to's los tuyos (no hacen na')
Y el que pillemos presta'o (se muere)

Ustedes no hacen na' Despertaron al difunto
Yo no los mato, papi, porque me la apunto
Si esto fuera un bloque yo seria el dueño 'el punto
Homb'e no, cabrones, tirenme to's juntos

No te envuelas, loco
O amaneces con moscas en la boco

Que yo ando con mi combo y con un pistolon
Si te pilla de seguro te parto el melon
No me ronques te conozco, tu eres un lloron
Y estoy loco que te tires enano cabron Tu combo, bambalan, no hacen na'
A la hora de la verdad, no hacen na'
Por el suelo va a correr la sangre
Y el que fantasmee, se muere
Tu combo, bambalan (no hacen na')
Y el que fantasmee (se muere)
Tu, y to's los tuyos (no hacen na')
Y el que pillemos presta'o (se muere)

To' estos mama bichos roncan, se pasan hablando de mi
Sabiendo que soy full, y to's ustedes son semi
A mi, sin cojones me tienen los Grammy
Soy notorio como Gammy usted es payaso como Remi
Se durmieron en la orilla, pai, se los llevo el tsunami
Nosotros somos "too many" te va a pasar como a Manny
Tumba ese piquete 'e Benny, socio usted no vale un "penny"
Papi cuando te pillemos no vengas a llamar a tu mami

Que yo ando con mi combo y con un pistolon
Si te pilla de seguro te parto el melon
No me ronques te conozco, tu eres un lloron
Y estoy loco que te tires enano cabron Tu combo, bambalan, no hacen na'
A la hora de la verdad, no hacen na'
Por el suelo va a correr la sangre
Y el que fantasmee, se muere
Tu combo, bambalan (no hacen na')
Y el que fantasmee (se muere)
Tu, y to's los tuyos (no hacen na')
Y el que pillemos presta'o (se muere)

They Do Nothing

Your gang, booby, they do nothing
When the truth comes, they do nothing
Blood is going to spill on the ground
And those who talk big, will die Your gang, booby (they do nothing)
And those who talk big (will die)
You, and all your friends (do nothing)
And those who we catch unprepared (will die)

You guys don't do anything You've woken up the dead man
I don't kill you, baby, because I aim at the head
If this was a block, I would be the owner of the spot
Come on man, motherfuckers, let's go together

Don't play around, fool
Or you'll wake up with flies in your mouth

I'm with my crew and a big gun
If it finds you, it's sure to blow your head off
Don't snore, I know you, you're a crybaby
And I'm crazy, you'd better run, little motherfucker Your gang, booby, they do nothing
When the truth comes, they do nothing
Blood is going to spill on the ground
And those who talk big, will die
Your gang, booby (they do nothing)
And those who talk big (will die)
You, and all your friends (do nothing)
And those who we catch unprepared (will die)

All these mama rats talk big, they keep talking about me
Knowing I'm the best, and you all are just half-assed
I don't give a shit about the Grammys
I'm notorious like Gammy, you're a clown like Remi
You fell asleep by the shore, dad, the tsunami took you away
We're too many for you, it'll happen to you like to Manny
Take down that picket of Benny's, partner, you're not worth a penny
Daddy, when we get you, don't come calling your mommy

I'm with my crew and a big gun
If it finds you, it's sure to blow your head off
Don't snore, I know you, you're a crybaby
And I'm crazy, you'd better run, little motherfucker Your gang, booby, they do nothing
When the truth comes, they do nothing
Blood is going to spill on the ground
And those who talk big, will die
Your gang, booby (they do nothing)
And those who talk big (will die)
You, and all your friends (do nothing)
And those who we catch unprepared (will die)