Mr. Yosie Locote - Son Cosas del Barrio - перевод текста песни на английский

Текст и перевод песни Mr. Yosie Locote - Son Cosas del Barrio




Son Cosas del Barrio
Things of the Neighborhood
Vengo De La Calle Orgulloso De Mi Barrio
I come from the streets, proud of my neighborhood,
Eso No Lo Cambio Ni Por Todos Los Centavos
I wouldn't trade that for all the money in the world.
Calles Empedrads Vicios Crimenes Atracos
Cobblestone streets, vices, crimes, robberies,
Hambre Y Pobresa Rifandola Para El Taco
Hunger and poverty, struggling for a bite.
Asi Fui Creciendo Caminando Por El Ghetto
That's how I grew up, walking through the ghetto,
Aprendiendo Cosas De Los Locos Callejeros
Learning things from the crazy street people.
Yo No Tuve Escuela Puros Fieles Perros
I didn't have school, only loyal dogs,
Los Que Me Respaldan Y Hacen Que Suenen Los Fierros
Those who back me up and make the metal clang.
Gente Con Mi Gente Enemigos Muerte
People with my people, death to enemies,
A Los Traicioneros Tambien Les Retumba El Cuete
Traitors also get a taste of the gun.
Vengo Desde Abajo La Montana Escalando
I come from below, climbing the mountain,
Todo Lo Que Tengo A Mi Nadie Me Lo Ha Dado
Everything I have, nobody gave it to me.
Tumbando Barreras He Luchado Aferrado
Breaking down barriers, I've fought hard,
Caidas Y Tropiesos De Volada Me Levanto
Falls and stumbles, I get up right away.
Como Un Buen Soldado No Me Quedo Abajo
Like a good soldier, I don't stay down,
Sigo Pa Delante Y Pa Mi Raza Rimando
I keep going forward, rhyming for my people.
Son Cosas De Los Barrios Bajos
These are things of the low neighborhoods,
Mucho Delincuente Crimenes Atracos
Lots of delinquents, crimes, robberies,
Las Calles Hacen Al Soldado
The streets make the soldier,
Sufriendo Ganando Caigo Me Levanto
Suffering, winning, I fall, I get up.
Orgullo Soy De Ser De Los Barrios Bajos
I'm proud to be from the low neighborhoods,
Donde Hay Humildad Y Nadie Te Niega Un Taco
Where there's humility and no one denies you a bite,
Con Mucha Esperanza Con Huaraches O Descalzo
With lots of hope, with huaraches or barefoot,
Nunca Vi Pa Tras Pa Delante Caminando
I never looked back, walking forward.
Yo Creci En Las Calles En El Barrio En La Pandilla
I grew up on the streets, in the neighborhood, in the gang,
Me Gane Mi Apodo Peleando Por Mi Clika
I earned my nickname fighting for my clique.
Sigo Caminando Por Las Calles De Mi Barrio
I keep walking the streets of my neighborhood,
Todo Es Diferente Son Nuevos Soldados
Everything's different, they're new soldiers,
Unos Ya Murieron Otros Encerrados
Some have died, others are locked up,
Solo Hay Recuerdos Y Pocos Veteranos
There are only memories and a few veterans.
Las Calles Cambiaron La Gente Ya Es Otra
The streets have changed, the people are different now,
Y Queda El Recuerdo Y Sigue Mi Tropa
And the memory remains, and my crew continues.
Desde California Esta La Conecta
From California the connection is made,
Por Mexico Entero Sur Se Representa
Throughout Mexico, the South is represented,
Tattoos Sicatrices Bien Marcados En Mi Piel
Tattoos, scars, well marked on my skin.
Como Un Buen Soldado Pa Delante Sin Caer
Like a good soldier, forward without falling,
Rimas Verdaderas Letras Callejeras
True rhymes, street lyrics,
En Las Noches Balas Botellas O Rinas Guerras
At night, bullets, bottles, or gang wars.
Son Cosas De Los Barrios Bajos
These are things of the low neighborhoods,
Mucho Delincuente Crimenes Atracos
Lots of delinquents, crimes, robberies,
Las Calles Hacen Al Soldado
The streets make the soldier,
Sufriendo Ganando Caigo Me Levanto
Suffering, winning, I fall, I get up.
Rimas Pa Mi Gente De Este Delincuente
Rhymes for my people, from this delinquent,
Lo Que Yo Vivi En Musica Se Convierte
What I lived turns into music,
Seguimos Rimando Tambien Representando
We keep rhyming, also representing,
Puro 1-3 Siempre Firmes Los Soldados
Pure 1-3, the soldiers always stand firm.
Aca En Puente Grande Muchos Encerrados
Here in Puente Grande, many are locked up,
Saludos Carnales No Los Olvidamos
Greetings to the homies, we don't forget you.
Discriminacion Por La Vestimenta
Discrimination because of clothing,
Porque Ando Pelon Y No Tuve Escuela
Because I'm bald and I didn't go to school,
Pero No Ocupe La Vida Me Ensena
But I didn't need it, life teaches me.
Salir Adelante Eso Como Cuestra
To get ahead, that's how much it costs,
Vengo De La Calle Yo Nunca Lo Niego
I come from the streets, I never deny it.
Titulo De Gangsta Loco Pandillero
Gangsta title, crazy gang member,
Rimas De Mi Mente Para Los Guerreros
Rhymes from my mind for the warriors,
Para Los Soldados Que En Mi Siempre Creyeron
For the soldiers who always believed in me,
Sigo Haciendo Letras Cantando En Conciertos
I keep writing lyrics, singing in concerts,
Voy Representando Por El Mundo Entero
I'm representing all over the world,
Esto Es De La Calle Letras De Mi Vida
This is from the streets, lyrics from my life,
Lo Que Yo Vivi Aca Por La Santa Chila
What I lived here in the holy Chila.
Son Cosas De Los Barrios Bajos
These are things of the low neighborhoods,
Mucho Delincuente Crimenes Atracos
Lots of delinquents, crimes, robberies,
Las Calles Hacen Al Soldado
The streets make the soldier,
Sufriendo Ganando Caigo Me Levanto
Suffering, winning, I fall, I get up.





Авторы: Ramon Conchas Velazquez


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