Текст и перевод песни Kodigo 36 - Mi Barrio La Carranza

Mi Barrio La Carranza

Bien locos locos sanos pocos
Saca la mota y quítale todos los cocos
Para que anden volando en el cielo
Saca la mary y forjate un leño
Bien locos locos sanos pocos
Saca la mota y quítale todos los cocos
Para que anden volando en el cielo
Saca la mary y forjate un leño

Llega el cruel de la estancia diran que pasa
Sabes que transa rifando re locos de la Carranza
Al cato el went sigue flotando platos
En las bardas mis garabatos (y en las pistas estos batos)
Bien chatos con mis pinches ojos rojos
La boca seca llena de rimas y santos antojos
Una dosis de veneno del bueno
Le quemo las pinches patas al diablo cuando me la trueno
Me toca mc cerrar la puta boca
Mota, coca y roca bendita vida loca
(Vida loca)

En la colonia sale el jale
Para que todos andemos en el aire
Me gusta mi vida tomo una copa
Una mezcla de pelirroja, verde y con coca
Una vida muy loca y hoy me toca
Vivirla con la flota
Los quiere detener la verde
Le pido a la virgen que me cuide siempre
La policía pasa de largo
Es la Carranza donde nace el fruto amargo
Fumando mucha marihuana en todo el dia
Con los ojos rojos y el avión arriba
En la plaza se hace la transa
Un poquito de magia raza
Puro loco demente sigo al frente
Sabiendo que ronda la muerte
(La muerte, sabiendo que ronda la muerte)

Yeh aguante kick your ass
La carranza la placa de los rieles pa la house
Esto es del barrio pal barrio
Para todos mis compas que andan a pata o en carro
Ah no hijo de aquí no sales bien
Deperdido sales juido metanse si no me creen
Putos frutos prohibidos
Pisto y es que lo que sea ponte ve por qué estas en el mero nido
Aquí es donde todavía se prende la vela
Y los morros aprendiendo de la vieja escuela
Pa'delante pase lo que pase
Un buen putazo se arregla con unos tanques
Todo el dia con la flota fumando mota
Con decirte que hasta nos respeta la chota
Union 8 36 la puta cifra
Respeto ganalo con los que se la rifan

Bien locos locos sanos pocos
Saca la mota y quítale todos los cocos
Para que anden volando en el cielo
Saca la mary y forjate un leño
Bien locos locos sanos pocos

My La Carranza Neighborhood

Some insane people are quite healthy
Bring out the weed and pull off all the seeds
So they'll fly up in the sky
Bring out the mary and roll yourself a joint
Some insane people are quite healthy
Bring out the weed and pull off all the seeds
So they'll fly up in the sky
Bring out the mary and roll yourself a joint

Here comes the cruel man from the station
You know, people are dealing really crazy drugs in La Carranza
The vendor keeps on selling plates
You can see my graffiti on the walls (and these guys on the tracks)
Quite flat-chested with my damn red eyes
My mouth is dry but full of verses and holy desires
A dose of good poison
I burn the devil's legs when I smoke it
It's my turn, MC, to shut the damn mouth
Weed, coke, and rock: holy crazy life
(Crazy life)

The neighborhood is getting busy
So that we can all be high
I like my life, I'm having a drink
A mix of redhead, green, and coke
A very crazy life and today it's my turn
To live it with the team
The police are trying to stop us
I ask the Virgin to always take care of me
The police just drive by
La Carranza is where the bitter fruit is born
Smoking lots of weed all day
With red eyes and the plane up
Deals are being made in the plaza
A little bit of magic, my people
A crazy person, I keep moving forward
Knowing that death is near
(Death, knowing that death is near)

Yeah, hold on, kick your ass
La Carranza, the place with train tracks and houses
This is from the neighborhood, for the neighborhood
For all my friends who are walking or driving
Oh no, son, you're not getting out of here well
You'll at least get f*cked up, enter if you don't believe me
Damn forbidden fruits
Pistols, and whatever it is, you better see why you're right in the middle of the nest
This is where the candle is still lit
And the kids are learning from the old school
Let's move forward, no matter what
A good blowjob can be fixed with some beers
All day with the team, smoking weed
I'll tell you, even the cops respect us
Union 8 36, the damn number
Earn respect with those who fight for it

Some insane people are quite healthy
Bring out the weed and pull off all the seeds
So they'll fly up in the sky
Bring out the mary and roll yourself a joint
Some insane people are quite healthy