Текст и перевод песни Pablo Chill-E feat. Kaydy Cain, Young Cister & Big Angelo - Somos Pobres

Somos Pobres

Somos pobres pero andamos con cadenas
Somos pobres pero andamos con correas
Somos pobres pero andamos con las Jordan
Somos pobres pero tenemos pa' cortas

Somos pobres pero andamos con cadenas (cadenas)
Somos pobres pero andamos con correas (correa)
Somos pobres pero andamos con las Jordan (Jordan)
Somos pobres pero tenemos pa' cortas

Dos botellas, marihuana y pila 'e molly
En el carro con la funda llena 'e money
Si se pone feo, no llame' a la poli
O acaba corriendo tu barrio a lo Sonic

Tres putas en la habitación del hotel
Soy un gánster, claro que tengo mujer
Zorra, tú puedes llamarme Kaydy Cain
Mi puta se enfada, me llama Daniel

Me quieren encerrar, me quieren poner en busca
Entro por Francia, esos zorros no me asustan
Si no me quedo en Chile con Pablito y con su gente
Con los bacano', con los delincuente' (ey)

Esos perros ladran pero no me muerden
Se pasan llorando, hablan en las redes
Lo mío va en serio, cabrón, tú no juegues
No juegues con fuego, puede que te quemes

Tú no está' en el trap, no haga que lo recuerde
No hagas más canciones, eres malo, no entiendes
Que hasta mi sobrino pequeño te gana
Aunque tú te la entrenes toda la semana

Yo no quiero un Audi, voy por el Mercedes
Soñando en grande, el dinero llueve
Vamo' a repartirlo allá en el barrio
Aunque todo' estos haters digan lo contrario

Gano el juego, el último segundo
Me tiran agua pero no me hundo
Me tiran tierra y lo hago barro
Me tiran la escoba y con ellos barro

¿Qué 'tán buscando? No sé, no sé
Me voy a grabar con José José
Fumando, fumando, always 03
Tráeme un Oxy, si no una C

Tan drippin', chorreando mi swag, lo sé
Me tiran, me tiran y yo ni sé
De dónde salieron todos estos pe'
La vida va y viene, esto e' un vaivén

I-I got paid, my bitch godness
Mine workin' in the inside, fuck you say?
Aquí 'tá todo bien, ustedes normal
Si digo bye, aquí to' ustedes se van (rah)

Moviendo kilos, letras como Gucci
Pero tranqui, papi, voy con luchi
Por favor, ahora tenemos sushi
Antes no había ni pa' Kentucky

A las chapi' le' decimo' fuchi
Y pa' los giles tenemos unos fusil
Fumando loud always, siempre kushy
Han pasa'o 720, lo sabes, pussy

Cuando pelichoclo (de menor)
Jugaba con tierras y piedras
Y de los 14
Que juego con perras y hierba

Mami, no me forces (nah)
Si no quieres que te sorprenda
Soy un superhéroe
La pussy me da súper fuerza

A guata pela' y los pies cochinos en el callejón
Soñaba con ser narcotraficante o ser un ladrón
Porque nunca vi un oficinista con un cadenón
Porque ya no quería arrendar, quería una mansión

Somos pobres pero andamos con cadenas
Somos pobres pero andamos con correas
Somos pobres pero andamos con las Jordan
Somos pobres pero tenemos pa' cortas

Somos pobres pero andamos con cadenas (cadenas)
Somos pobres pero andamos con correas (correa)
Somos pobres pero andamos con las Jordan (Jordan)
Somos pobres pero tenemos pa' cortas

We Are Poor

We're poor but we wear chains
We're poor but we wear belts
We're poor but we wear Jordans
We're poor but we got money for drugs

We're poor but we wear chains (chains)
We're poor but we wear belts (belt)
We're poor but we wear Jordans (Jordans)
We're poor but we got money for drugs

Two bottles, weed, and a pile of molly
In the car with the bag full of money
If it gets ugly, don't call the cops
Or your whole hood will run away like Sonic

Three hoes in the hotel room
I'm a gangster, of course I have a woman
Bitch, you can call me Kaydy Cain
My bitch gets mad, she calls me Daniel

They want to lock me up, they want to put me on the run
I enter through France, those pigs don't scare me
If I don't stay in Chile with Pablito and his people
With the cool ones, with the delinquents (hey)

Those dogs bark but they don't bite me
They keep crying, talking on the networks
I'm serious, dude, don't play
Don't play with fire, you might get burned

You're not in the trap, don't make me remind you
Don't make more songs, you're bad, you don't understand
That even my little nephew beats you
Even if you train all week

I don't want an Audi, I'm going for the Mercedes
Dreaming big, the money is raining
We're going to share it back in the hood
Even if all these haters say otherwise

I win the game, the last second
They throw water on me but I don't sink
They throw dirt at me and I make it mud
They throw the broom at me and I sweep them with it

What are you looking for? I don't know, I don't know
I'm going to record with José José
Smoking, smoking, always 03
Bring me an Oxy, if not a C

So drippin', my swag dripping, I know
They're shooting at me, they're shooting at me and I don't even know
Where did all these dudes come from
Life comes and goes, it's a swing

I-I got paid, my bitch goddess
Mine workin' in the inside, fuck you say?
Everything's good here, y'all are normal
If I say bye, you all leave (rah)

Moving kilos, lyrics like Gucci
But chill, daddy, I'm going with luchi
Please, now we have sushi
Before there wasn't even enough for Kentucky

We call the girls fuchi
And for the fools we have some rifles
Smoking loud always, always kushy
It's been 720, you know it, pussy

When I was a kid (underage)
I played with dirt and rocks
And from 14
That I play with bitches and weed

Mommy, don't force me (nah)
If you don't want me to surprise you
I'm a superhero
The pussy gives me super strength

Barefoot and dirty feet in the alley
I dreamed of being a drug dealer or a thief
Because I never saw an office worker with a chain
Because I didn't want to rent anymore, I wanted a mansion

We're poor but we wear chains
We're poor but we wear belts
We're poor but we wear Jordans
We're poor but we got money for drugs

We're poor but we wear chains (chains)
We're poor but we wear belts (belt)
We're poor but we wear Jordans (Jordans)
We're poor but we got money for drugs