Текст и перевод песни Jamby el Favo - Envidia

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Me tienen envidia se quieren medir
Intentan compararse y no les da la vida
Me tiran la mala el diablo me persigue

Pero Dios me cuida
Dificil seguir puedes morir
Soy de en un callejon sin salida
Siempre con mi banda de abajo pa′ arriba
Estamos haciendo ruido
Desde hoy me piden corrido
No hay tiempo pa estar aburrio
Contando dinero sonrío
Activo con todos los míos
Tengo par de enviosos molidos
Que andan pendiente a lo mio
Pa decir que yo estaba bien jodio
Y gracias a Dios estamos encendíos sonando en to' lau
Montana el mundo es Mío
Sosa te mato por estar de güelio
Me apoyan los barrios y los caserios
Camino con Dios, estoy bendecido
No lo niego aveces me siento vació
Me ven con mis prendas y me dicen lucio
Yo guardo silencio mejor y sonrrio

Me tienen envidia se quieren medir
Intentan compararse y no les da la vida
Me tiran la mala el diablo me persigue

Pero Dios me cuida
Dificil seguir puedes morir
Soy de en un callejon sin salida
Siempre con mi banda de abajo pa′ arriba
Me están comparando
Siempre criticando
Andan comentando
Que ando traficando
Y yo vivo basilando
Los tengo divariando
Sus mujeres me bailan, las tengo twerkiando
El dinero lloviendo y yo sigo josiando
Le seguimos dando y sin cambiar de bando
Desde novato con los mismos batos
No pierdo el olfato, los care pato
Por mi vida mato, por mi familia
Y todos mis cuates
Locos de remate
Prendas con dimantes
Nada es como antes
Lucimos elegante
Aunque somos los gangster
Corridos tumbados
Con J.C. Karo,
El Favo hpt, El producto más caro
Me tienen envidia se quieren medir
Intentan compararse y no les da la vida
Me tiran la mala el diablo me persigue

Pero Dios me cuida
Dificil seguir puedes morir
Soy de en un callejon sin salida
Siempre con mi banda de abajo pa' arriba

Envy

They envy me, they want to compare themselves to me
They try to compare themselves to me, but it's not going to happen
They try to throw me under the bus, but the devil chases them

But God is looking out for me
Difficult to continue, you could die
I'm from a dead end alleyway
Always with my gang, from the bottom to the top
We're making noise
Now they're asking for our story
There's no time to be bored
Counting money, I'm smiling
Moving with all my people
I have a couple of envious haters
Who are always watching what I do
To say that I was doing really bad
Thanks to God, we're on fire, playing everywhere
The world is mine
Sosa, I'll kill you for being an idiot
The neighborhoods and projects support me
I walk with God, I am blessed
I can't deny it, sometimes I feel empty
They see me with my clothes and they say I'm flashy
I keep quiet and smile

They envy me, they want to compare themselves to me
They try to compare themselves to me, but it's not going to happen
They try to throw me under the bus, but the devil chases them

But God is looking out for me
Difficult to continue, you could die
I'm from a dead end alleyway
Always with my gang, from the bottom to the top
They're comparing me
Always criticizing
They're gossiping
That I'm trafficking
And I'm just chilling
I'm driving them crazy
Their women dance for me, they twerk
Money raining down and I'm still hanging out
We're keeping it going and not changing sides
From the beginning with the same guys
I won't lose my sense of smell, the cops are foolish
I'd kill for my life, for my family
And all my buddies
Crazy fools
Clothes with diamonds
Nothing is the same
We look elegant
Even though we're gangsters
Corridos tumbados
With J.C. Karo
El Favo hpt, the most expensive product
They envy me, they want to compare themselves to me
They try to compare themselves to me, but it's not going to happen
They try to throw me under the bus, but the devil chases them

But God is looking out for me
Difficult to continue, you could die
I'm from a dead end alleyway
Always with my gang from the bottom to the top