Текст и перевод песни Kidd Keo - Bang

Bang

Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey
(Bua, bua, bua)
(Si me corta' la siento, vale, esque voy)
(Trap life, ya sabes)
(Mira)

Regala, tranquilo y respira
Todo tiene un porqué en esta vida
Le canto a mi gente pa' abrí' una salida
Mi voz en el bloque, en el viento suspira
Yo soy un soldado y en guerra moriré
Le canto a mi gente, no importa el porqué
La cala disco cantando Beyoncé
A todo este estudio me dejo caer
Si mañana me muero sin decir adiós
Dile que le quiero a pesar del rencor
La llevo y por dentro me quema el ardor
Que a veces vomito pa' sentir amor
La fama, el dinero, dice 'e lo logré
La vida era puta y la puse al revés
La mente me dice "What up?, keloké"
Don't fuck with manito, lo echaste a perder
La mente de un niño, la vida de un hombre
El tiempo lo hace todo oscuro y deforme
Mi gente en el barrio intentando a la suerte
Esperando a que llegue el de abajo y lo-
Esperando a que llegue el de abajo y la muerde
Yo ya pensaba en el 20
El plan era fama, plata y billete
Pa'l padre la droga, Keo un delincuente
La K y la O nueva generación
Pulgar para abajo, te apunta el cañón
Los míos son mudos, sin conversación
La voz del alegre al hacer un millón
I trap for the money, I don't trap for these hoes
El tiempo es dinero, so I gotta go
La mierda otra vez
O 'tamos to' juntos o 'tamos 'tos flex
Quiero cien papeles pa' pisarlos con mis pies
Que no queman en mi piel
I got enemies que me quieren ver caer
Tengo dos cosa' importantes, mi familia y mi gang
Tengo cien papeles pa' pisarlos con mis pies
I got enemies que me quieren ver caer
Tengo cicatrices que no curan en mi piel
Tengo una cosa importante, mi familia y mi gang

Shoot!, bang!, bang!, bang!
Shoot!, bang!, bang!, bang!
Shoot!, bang!, bang!, bang!
Shoot!, bang!, bang!, bang!
Shoot!, ey, ey

Written ByKidd Keo

Bang

Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey
(Bua, bua, bua)
(If you cut me off, I feel it, okay, I'm going)
(Trap life, you know)
(Look)

Relax, calm down and breathe
Everything happens for a reason in this life
I sing to my people to open a way out
My voice in the block, sighing in the wind
I am a soldier and I will die in war
I sing to my people, no matter why
The disco cove singing Beyoncé
I let myself fall into this whole studio
If I die tomorrow without saying goodbye
Tell her I love her despite the resentment
I take her and the burning inside me
That sometimes I vomit to feel love
Fame, money, says I made it
Life was a bitch and I turned it upside down
My mind says "What up?, keloké"
Don't fuck with manito, you ruined it
The mind of a child, the life of a man
Time makes everything dark and deformed
My people in the neighborhood trying their luck
Waiting for the one below to arrive and-
Waiting for the one below to arrive and bite her
I was already thinking about 20
The plan was fame, silver and bills
For the father the drug, Keo a delinquent
The K and the O new generation
Thumbs down, the barrel points at you
Mine are mute, without conversation
The voice of the cheerful when making a million
I trap for the money, I don't trap for these hoes
Time is money, so I gotta go
The shit again
Either we're all together or we're all flex
I want a hundred papers to step on with my feet
That don't burn on my skin
I got enemies who want to see me fall
I have two important things, my family and my gang
I have a hundred papers to step on with my feet
I got enemies who want to see me fall
I have scars that don't heal on my skin
I have one important thing, my family and my gang

Shoot!, bang!, bang!, bang!
Shoot!, bang!, bang!, bang!
Shoot!, bang!, bang!, bang!
Shoot!, bang!, bang!, bang!
Shoot!, ey, ey

Written By Kidd Keo