Текст и перевод песни Original Juan - Quien Soy

Quien Soy

Me dijo un tipo Juan
Con quien andas y yo te dire quien eres
Dije ando con tro de tigeres
Y me llevo a las mujeres quien soy

Esperate, escuchame, elevate con esto
No puede que most juan te hizo cambiar el proyecto
Tremendo flow fascin slow
Esto suena bien goldo si del funk prepara el beat
Los que se guillan porque el rap a mi me sale natural
Intentan imitar mi actitud el enfoque les queda mal
Me rio delante de cualquier ignorante que piense
Que puede penetrar como juan entre tanta gente

Utilizo siempre exactamente lo que necesito
Y siempre he sido el que he querido ser desde chiquito
Absolutamente nada puede detener el tiempo
So, disfruto y valoro cada minuto en este cuento
Recuerdo, buenos recuerdos he de consegui so
Esta es mi manera de vivir men

La familia sabe lo que quiero
Salud, paz, amor, muchisimo dinero
Men trata de vivir feliz
Just nigger you never know cuando es que te va a morir
Yo soy adicto al olor de mil rosales
Odio los finales porque todos son iguales
Moriria millones de veces por minerva gonzalez
Y la musica si es buena me traslada hasta el lugar de donde sale

Dime con quien andas y yo te dire quien eres
Ando con tro de tigeres y me llevo a las mujeres
Ando con P, el negro que consigue lo que quieres
Conozco a varios tipos con poderes, true letter
Al duro lavando y hablado yo lo endurezco
Si hablo con el que esta armando y se nota cuando aparezco

Ando con flow en la paya, con lucho en la discoteca
Con papito en la cancha, con hierba en la bicicleta
Oye baron, pasame el sasonsito y en la cocina
Oye baron, prende el microfoncito en la vitrina
Oye baron, enrola par de blunt y vamo' a fuma
Hey baron, enrola tres o cuatro mas

En esta vida loca uno vive lo que le toca
Yo he visto a timbol en bota
Impactando a cien por hora en boca
He visto dinero negro, negro moviendo kis
Litlle kids robando solo pa compra hachis
He visto a P con los bolcillos llenos y al reves
Y se lo que uno es capaz de hacer si no hay pa comer

Pa' que lo entiendas, eternal music member
Wish want
This nigger never surrender
Remember mi rap no es pa carajito
Power to my nigger P, and peace to my people

Esto es pa la gente de la calle lo repito
No es pal' muchacho que nacio rico
Yo mismo me he lavado los platos
Hice mis contactos
Consegui mis cualtos
Bregando con capos y cerrando los tratos

Hey you flow like what a could better than you motha
Y se que como el sexo no hay nada
Dime con quien andas y yo te dire quien eres
Yo ando con tro de tigeres y me llevo a las mujeres quien soy

Who I Am

A guy named Juan told me
Tell me who you hang with, and I'll tell you who you are
I said I hang with a bunch of tigers
And I take the women, who am I?

Wait, listen, elevate with this
It can't be that most Juan made you change the project
Tremendous flow, fascinating slow
This sounds really fat if Funk prepares the beat
Those who show off because rap comes naturally to me
They try to imitate my attitude, the focus looks bad on them
I laugh in front of any ignorant person who thinks
That they can penetrate like Juan among so many people

I always use exactly what I need
And I've always been who I wanted to be since I was a kid
Absolutely nothing can stop time
So, I enjoy and value every minute in this story
I remember, good memories I have achieved so
This is my way of living, man

The family knows what I want
Health, peace, love, a lot of money
Man, try to live happily
Just you never know when you're gonna die
I'm addicted to the smell of a thousand roses
I hate endings because they're all the same
I would die a million times for Minerva Gonzalez
And if the music is good, it takes me to the place where it comes from

Tell me who you hang with, and I'll tell you who you are
I hang with a bunch of tigers and I take the women
I hang with P, the black guy who gets what you want
I know several guys with powers, true letter
To the tough guy washing and talking, I make him tougher
If I talk to the one who's assembling, it shows when I appear

I walk with flow on the beach, with Lucho in the disco
With Papito on the court, with weed on the bicycle
Hey baron, pass me the little seasoning and in the kitchen
Hey baron, turn on the little microphone in the window
Hey baron, roll a couple of blunts and let's smoke
Hey baron, roll three or four more

In this crazy life, one lives what one has to
I've seen Timbol in boots
Impacting at a hundred miles per hour in the mouth
I've seen black money, black moving kis
Little kids stealing just to buy hash
I've seen P with his pockets full and the other way around
And I know what one is capable of doing if there's nothing to eat

So you understand, eternal music member
Wish, want
This guy never surrenders
Remember my rap is not for kids
Power to my guy P, and peace to my people

This is for the people of the street, I repeat it
It's not for the boy who was born rich
I've washed my own dishes
I made my contacts
I got my money
Dealing with bosses and closing deals

Hey you, flow like what could be better than you, mother
And I know that there's nothing like sex
Tell me who you hang with, and I'll tell you who you are
I hang with a bunch of tigers and I take the women, who am I?