Текст и перевод песни Jowell & Randy feat. Don Omar - Si Se Tiran

Si Se Tiran

Yah

Le gusta el pasto, discoteca y fuma en grande' cantidade'
Ella poseé varia' cualidade'
Era del combo de Lo' Anormale'
Aquí to' el mundo en fumaera, discoteca y metale'

Desde los tiempo' de las yale', mamone'
De estilo me quedan uno' pare'
Nosotro' somo' duro', lo' hitman, Jowell y Randy
Tenemo' to'a la funda, confirma'o el for fire (¡Don!)

Fire, suelto con una glock por el Pro Tool'
A tu jeva le gusta el Buchanan's con Red Bull
Chime-Chimenea y baja el trago, bull-bull
Le vi to' el panty y era azul

Y apaga la lu', que no' vamo en maleanteo (eoh)
Puro escarceo, dice que va a llegar y yo le creo
Dale pa'cá, que aquí no estamo' en tiroteo

Si se tiran, pasto y pelea
Pa-pa, pasto y pelea
No se lamban, pasto y pelea
Pa-pa, pasto y pelea

No rompan la machina, dale, combo, vamo' arriba
To' lo' jodedore' conmigo pa' la tarima
Si se tiran, pasto y pelea (no se lamban)
Pa-pa, pasto y pelea

Y tapa pa'l setup de tu bocina
Pa' que vea' cómo es que le meto como si na'
En un cruce de Yaviah con Chezina
Pa' que bajen lo' azote' con gasolina

Regreso el que la pista le' asesina
Porque había que ponerle a to' disciplina
Prendan los motore' que llegó la máquina
'Toy crecío' con lo' menore', corran que llegó papá

Préndanse un blunt que estoy bajo 'e medicina
Sigo fronteando, soy Ricky en Carolina
Parece un parcero si te paro en Altima
Tú tiene' como un palo, pue' cabrón, yo tengo má'

Si se tiran, pasto y pelea
Pa-pa, pasto y pelea
No se lamban, pasto y pelea
Pa-pa, pasto y pelea

No rompan la machina, dale, combo, vamo' arriba
To' lo' jodedore' conmigo pa' la tarima
Si se tiran, pasto y pelea
No se lamban, pa-pa-pa

Y que retumbe el musicón
Mujere' están ready pa' la acción (Oh)
Let's go, que llegó el que te revienta el dembow (Ah)
La' mujere' están bien suelta' y acicalá'

Conmigo se le' quita lo de guillá'
Rastri, rastri, llegaron lo' baja panty, bien nasty (yeh)
Dando, ma', Jowell y Randy (fuego)
Le caemo a la discoteque
Estamo' V.I.P. y la' gata' pa' la pare'

¿Qué fue? Vinimo' a romper
El combo a prender, y la' gata' pa' la pare'
¿Qué fue? Guilla'o de gángster
Ahora vamo' a prender, dice
Esto e' pa' prender la calle'

Y apaga la lu', que no' vamo en maleanteo (eoh)
Puro escarceo
Dice que va a llegar y yo le creo
Dale pa'cá, que aquí no estamo' en tiroteo

Si se tiran, pasto y pelea
Pa-pa, pasto y pelea
No se lamban, pasto y pelea
Pa-pa, pasto y pelea

No rompan la machina, dale, combo, vamo' arriba
To' lo' jodedore' conmigo pa' la tarima
Si se tiran, pasto y pelea
No se lamban, pa-pa, pasto y pelea

Sugar Cream
¡Don!

If They Throw Themselves

Yah

She likes weed, clubs and smokes in large amounts
She possesses many qualities
She was from the "Abnormal" crew
Here, everyone is in smoke, clubbing, and getting into it

Since the times of the yale, suckers
I still have a couple of styles left
We are tough, the hitmen, Jowell and Randy
We have the whole case, confirmed for fire (Don!)

Fire, I release with a Glock through Pro Tools
Your girl likes Buchanan's with Red Bull
Chime-Chimney and down the drink, bull-bull
I saw her whole panty and it was blue

And turn off the light, we're not into thuggery (eoh)
Pure flirtation, she says she's coming and I believe her
Come here, we're not in a shootout here

If they throw themselves, weed and fight
Pa-pa, weed and fight
Don't lick yourselves, weed and fight
Pa-pa, weed and fight

Don't break the machine, come on, combo, let's go up
All the party people with me to the stage
If they throw themselves, weed and fight (don't lick yourselves)
Pa-pa, weed and fight

And cover for your speaker setup
So you can see how I put it on you like nothing
In a crossover of Yaviah with Chezina
So they lower the nitrogen with gasoline

The return that murders the track
Because you had to put discipline on everything
Start the engines, the machine has arrived
I'm grown up with the minors, run, dad's here

Light up a blunt, I'm under medication
I'm still fronting, I'm Ricky in Carolina
Seems like a partner if I stop you in an Altima
You have like a stick, well dude, I have more

If they throw themselves, weed and fight
Pa-pa, weed and fight
Don't lick yourselves, weed and fight
Pa-pa, weed and fight

Don't break the machine, come on, combo, let's go up
All the party people with me to the stage
If they throw themselves, weed and fight
Don't lick yourselves, pa-pa-pa

And let the music rumble
Women are ready for action (Oh)
Let's go, the one who blows up the dembow has arrived (Ah)
The women are very loose and dressed up

With me they take away their shyness
Rastri, rastri, the panty droppers arrived, very nasty (yeh)
Giving, ma', Jowell and Randy (fire)
We hit the club
We are V.I.P. and the girls are for the pairs

What's up? We came to break
The combo to light up, and the girls are for the pairs
What's up? Gangster swag
Now we're going to light up, he says
This is to light up the street

And turn off the light, we're not into thuggery (eoh)
Pure flirtation
She says she's coming and I believe her
Come here, we're not in a shootout here

If they throw themselves, weed and fight
Pa-pa, weed and fight
Don't lick yourselves, weed and fight
Pa-pa, weed and fight

Don't break the machine, come on, combo, let's go up
All the party people with me to the stage
If they throw themselves, weed and fight
Don't lick yourselves, pa-pa, weed and fight

Sugar Cream
Don!