Текст и перевод песни Mr. Yosie Locote - Flow Original

Flow Original

Saca la fusca
Rapido dale
No se las piense
Hay que jalarle
Somos malandros locos de calle
Y en muchos puntos quieren copiarme
Yo soy real original
Y en la florencia usted me vera
Entre pelones puro pirata
Aqui mi gente los desbarata
Dicen que topan se pegan tiros
Si para hacerlo piden permiso
Visten de rojo pinches putitos
No son de barrio donde lo e oido
Sigo tirando para los falsos
Quieren malandros aqui yo traigo
Quiere ser cholo ven a mi barrio
Para explicarle ya no ser falso
Andan brincando de un barrio a otro
Luego lo niegan lo niegan todo
Ser de una clicka una pandilla
Eso es de orgullo la raza rifa
Tiro la F de santa chila
Y todo ese nifa khalifa
Somos la raza somos pandilla
Puros carnales tirando esquina

Suena el flow original
Rimas callejeras deste loco criminal
Riman y quieren copiar (copean)
Yo soy el maestro siempre les tiro south side
Suena el flow original (original)
Rimas callejeras deste loco criminal
Riman y quieren copiar (copean)
Yo soy el maestro siempre les tiro south side
Luego lo piensan y no lo sienten
Por eso nunca van a entenderme
Para cantarlo hay que vivirlo
Sentir la calle y su peligro
La camine de un lado a otro
Amanezia y yo bien loco
Siempre en la calle viendo el desmadre
Pleitos y riñas pobres hay hambre
Niños creciendo entre pandillas
Nomas esperan meterse un dia
Nunca lo miran nomas critican
Pues de este lado asi es la vida
Y no me vengas que eres malandro
Que eres maton que eres de barrio
No mas los oigo copias de falsos
Que los sureños los controlamos
Azul la sangre tambien los paños
Puro malandro bien mexicano
Uno de azteca entre las yeclas
Si nos ofendes entonces alerta

Suena el flow original
Rimas callejeras deste loco criminal
Riman y quieren copiar (copean)
Yo soy el maestro siempre les tiro south side
Suena el flow original (original)
Rimas callejeras deste loco criminal
Riman y quieren copiar (copean)
Yo soy el maestro siempre les tiro south side
Tiro pal aire pa que lo cache
Si soy malandro tiro la calle
Loco pelon mexican ganster
F mi barrio quiere toparle
Yo siempre listo para tirarle
Yo soy locote de la south side
Es mejor que busque ya su retiro
O que regrese por donde vino
Falsos raperos
Pinche chiquillos
Cambien su flow
Cambien de estilo
Aqui se rifa rima de barrio
Por las esquinas siguen sonando
Para la clicka con mis soldados
Siempre en la esquina estan bien parados
Siempre respeto para los oldgis en la prision todos los homies
Somos la raza sur de coraza
Si no lo siente pa que lo canta

Suena el flow original
Rimas callejeras deste loco criminal
Riman y quieren copiar (copean)
Yo soy el maestro siempre les tiro south side
Suena el flow original (original)
Rimas callejeras deste loco criminal
Riman y quieren copiar (copean)
Yo soy el maestro siempre les tiro south side

Suena el flow original
Deste pinche loco criminal
Truchaas todos los falsos
Que este vato viene rimando
Sonando lo que vive

Flow Original

Take out the fusca
Quick, come on
Don't even think about it
You have to pull it
We're crazy street thugs
And in many places they wanna copy me
I'm the real deal, original
And in Florence, you'll see me
Among bald heads, pure pirates
Here, my people tear them apart
They say they clash, they shoot each other
If they ask permission to do it
Dressed in red, you little faggots
They're not from the neighborhood, where I've heard it
I keep shooting for the fakes
You want thugs? I got 'em
You wanna be a cholo? Come to my hood
To explain to you, stop being fake
They jump from one hood to another
Then they deny it, they deny everything
Being from a click, a gang
That's pride, the race is raffling
I throw the F of Santa Chila
And all that nifa khalifa
We're the race, we're the gang
Pure carnales, hitting the corner

The original flow plays
Street rhymes from this crazy criminal
They rhyme and wanna copy (copycats)
I'm the master, always hit 'em with the South Side
The original flow plays (original)
Street rhymes from this crazy criminal
They rhyme and wanna copy (copycats)
I'm the master, always hit 'em with the South Side
Then they think about it and don't feel it
That's why they'll never understand me
To sing it, you have to live it
Feel the street and its danger
Walk it from one side to the other
Sunrise and I'm crazy
Always on the street watching the chaos
Fights and brawls, poor people are hungry
Children growing up among gangs
They just wait to join one day
They never see it, they just criticize
Well, on this side, that's life
And don't tell me you're a thug
That you're a killer, that you're from the hood
I can't hear the fake copies anymore
That we Southerners control
Blue the blood, also the cloths
Pure thug, good Mexican
One of Aztec among the Yeclas
If you offend us, then watch out

The original flow plays
Street rhymes from this crazy criminal
They rhyme and wanna copy (copycats)
I'm the master, always hit 'em with the South Side
The original flow plays (original)
Street rhymes from this crazy criminal
They rhyme and wanna copy (copycats)
I'm the master, always hit 'em with the South Side
Throw it in the air so they can catch it
If I'm a thug, I hit the streets
Crazy bald Mexican gangster
F my hood, wants to hit it
I'm always ready to shoot it
I'm locote from the South Side
He better find his retirement
Or go back where he came from
Fake rappers
Fucking kids
Change your flow
Change your style
Here you raffle, hood rhymes
On the corners they keep playing
For the click with my soldiers
Always on the corner, they stand tall
Always respect for the oldgies in prison, all the homies
We're the race, South of Heart
If you don't feel it, why do you sing it?

The original flow plays
Street rhymes from this crazy criminal
They rhyme and wanna copy (copycats)
I'm the master, always hit 'em with the South Side
The original flow plays (original)
Street rhymes from this crazy criminal
They rhyme and wanna copy (copycats)
I'm the master, always hit 'em with the South Side

The original flow plays
From this fucking crazy criminal
Truchaas all the fakes
That this dude comes rhyming
Playing what he lives