Текст и перевод песни LEGADO 7 - Un Chamaco Sin Futuro

Un Chamaco Sin Futuro

Siempre con la bolsita de mano lo han de ver
Desde muy plebillo el humito blanco avente
Solo me bastan 15 segundos y subí
El kilometraje hasta 200 pa' correr
Deportivo para la frontera recorrer
La paloma es la que con una bella mujer
Trae charola fuerte de la empresa
La super en la piernera por si se llega a ofrecer

Me tiran de marihuano...
Y que le vamos a hacer

Una nueve personalizada a de brillar
Siempre de buen modo como a mi me gusta andar
En la vida yo le eh batallado cuando
Cumplí 14 años la mafia se hizo mi hogar

Las colillas de los cigarrillos me fume
Hubo tiempos que no traía ni para comer
Yo era aquel chamaco atrabancado que
Todos veian pa' abajo y que nadie le tenia fe
Ahora me piden un paro, a ver si cuentan con el

Christian Louboutin X
O Jordan me da igual, uno bañadito ese nunca me ha de faltar
Aquí en la frontera fabricamos
Se acomoda bien el clavo y la cruzamos para allá

Buena comunicación con gente del cartel
En poco tiempo las ganancias las triplique
Si le miras los ojos tumbados no es que el morro ande enojado el
Waxecito pega bien, de periódico era gallo, el primero que forje

Imagenes fuertes en mi mente eh de llevar
Por tres pinches libras me matan a mi carnal
Perdí la inocencia muy temprano y esos
Perros de las manos un día los pude amarrar
Así empezó todo y ya son siete años aquí, sa'
Cando la cuenta falta mucho por vivir
El camino es duro pa' llegarle y aquí
Traigo unos chamanes que cuidan mi por venir
Si quieren poner un cuatro...
Ya me avisaron a mi

A Boy Without a Future

They always see him with a little bag in hand
Since he was a young kid, he's been smoking the white smoke
All it takes is 15 seconds for me to get high
Mileage up to 200 to run
A sports car to get around the border
He's the man with a beautiful woman
Brings a heavy briefcase from work
A gun in his leg holster just in case

They call me a pothead...
And what can we do about it

A custom 9mm that shines
Always in a good mood, that's how I like to be
I've struggled in life since
When I turned 14, the mafia became my home

I smoked the butts of cigarettes
There were times when I didn't even have enough to eat
I was that troubled kid
Everyone looked down on me, like they had no faith
Now they ask me for help, let's see if they can count on it

Christian Louboutin X
Or Jordans, it doesn't matter to me, I always have a fresh pair
Here on the border, we manufacture
The nail goes in just right and we cross it over there

Good communication with cartel contacts
In no time, I tripled my profits
If you look at his eyes and they're glazed, it's not that he's angry, the
Wax hits just right, he used to be a nobody, the first one I helped

I carry around vivid images in my mind
For three measly pounds, they killed my friend
I lost my innocence too soon
One day, I was able to tie those
Dogs by their hands. That's how it all started, and here I am, seven years later
When the luck runs out, there's still a lot of life left to live
The road is tough to get there, but here
I have some shamans who protect my future
If they want to send a hit squad...
They've already given me a heads up