Текст и перевод песни Shyno - Transilvania

Transilvania

Ey Solo apaga esa vaina
Patriarca
Busca, busca, busca la vaina
(El cuarto loco)
Iz tiempo de la Secta
Dwayne anda por ahí ah
(Brrrrr)
Nocturno como el vampiro de Transilvania
Ruedo pa' la calle caliente hasta mi área
Carro sin matrícula buscando una víctima
No le metas mente, solo vive la película
Eee...
El ghetto se quiere encende
Cuál la que es
La tropa quiere oír reggae...
Es el fucking Shyno again
Again, Again, Again, Again
Lo niño de mi barrio ya no quiere una pelota
Quieren Iphone X también quieren toa' la Jordan
Quieren una 9 pa' explota a cualquiera
Y llevan todo el krispy dentro de la cangurera
Well, well, well, well
To' los envidiosos son Skerdel
Menores retardados que tienen cel
Te tiran bala frentio' en el cuartel
Si rompes la R ellos hacen que te mudes
Bien enchopao' se montan al Uber
Siempre jugando vivo con los uniforme azules
Prendo un par de philling yo me siento Freddy Krueger
Me siento, escribo algo de mi vivencia
Lo grabo y dicen que soy mala influencia
Su hijo con mi plena quiere hace demencia
Y dejalo que viva su adolescencia
En la lista me tienen marcao' como una ficha
Nosotros no vendemos si ustedes no se pinchan
Rantan de paquete desde Venezuela
Nosotros no vendemos si ustedes no se vuelan
Nocturno como el vampiro de Transilvania
Ruedo pa' la calle caliente hasta mi área
Carro sin matrícula buscando una víctima
No le metas mente, solo vive la película
Eee...
El ghetto se quiere encende
Cuál la que es
La tropa quiere oír reggae...
Es el fucking Shyno again
Again, Again, Again, Again
Enrula, prende, prende un philling de uva
Esperando que la nota se te suba
Un par de toques yo me siento en Aruba
Chotin pal west side también chotin pal' distrito
Si bajan pa' acá tienen que vení bonito
En la esquina siempre están mafiando los friendcitos
Algunos zanahorias otros tienen muñequitos
En tu cara la vacían toda
Vecina bochinchosa que no joda
Tamo' de turno, somos la moda
Disque maleante, tú eres mafia boba
Subele el delay y montale el eco (eco-eco)
Ya tu sabes que esto es Young & Savage Records
No comemos de impresión, no queremos tu respeto
Hay un par de gangsta que están cachando cueco
Well, well, well, well
To' los envidiosos son Skerdel
Menores retardados que tienen cel
Te tiran bala frentio' en el cuartel
Nocturno como el vampiro de Transilvania
Ruedo pa' la calle caliente hasta mi área
Carro sin matrícula buscando una víctima
No le metas mente, solo vive la película
Eee...
El ghetto se quiere encende
Cuál la que es
La tropa quiere oír reggae...
Es el fucking Shyno again
Again, Again, Again, Again
D-D-Dwayne en la nave espacial
S-H-Y-N-O
Los astronautas musicales
Patriarca
Ey
Cuando saque nocturno tú eras un fan
Humo y Capsula y tú eras un fan
MariJane y tú eras un fan
Mundo Paralelo y tú eras un fan
(Hu-Hu-Hu) Humo y alcohol ya siento que no pienso
Me dicen por ahí que los linces andan intenso
La noche ta' pa' ventila (ihhh)
Tu te acuerdas disque, disque
Fumadera, Fumadera
Voy prendiendo la tercera
Calilla, sin semilla
El humo sube (ihhh)
Disque
Señorita Channel, Doche Gabana
Yo me despierto hediendo a marihuana
Tu te despiertas (Chala erga)
Tu sabes que esto está fácil sin mucha cizaña
Esto esta fácil, normal

Transylvania

Hey Solo, turn that thing off
Patriarch
Look, look, look for the thing
(The crazy room)
It's time for the Sect
Dwayne is around, ah
(Brrrrr)
Nocturnal like the vampire of Transylvania
I roll to the hot street, to my area
Car without a license plate, looking for a victim
Don't think about it, just live the movie
Eee...
The ghetto wants to light up
What's up
The crew wants to hear reggae...
It's the fucking Shyno again
Again, Again, Again, Again
The kids in my neighborhood don't want a ball anymore
They want an iPhone X, they also want all the Jordans
They want a 9 to blow anyone away
And they carry all the krispy inside the fanny pack
Well, well, well, well
All the envious ones are Skerdel
Retarded youngsters with cell phones
They shoot you in front of the police station
If you break the R they make you move
Well dressed, they get on the Uber
Always playing it safe with the blue uniforms
I light a couple of philly blunts, I feel like Freddy Krueger
I sit down, write something about my life
I record it and they say I'm a bad influence
Your son with my music wants to go crazy
And let him live his adolescence
They have me marked on the list like a token
We don't sell if you don't inject yourselves
Rantan by package from Venezuela
We don't sell if you don't fly away
Nocturnal like the vampire of Transylvania
I roll to the hot street, to my area
Car without a license plate, looking for a victim
Don't think about it, just live the movie
Eee...
The ghetto wants to light up
What's up
The crew wants to hear reggae...
It's the fucking Shyno again
Again, Again, Again, Again
Roll it up, light, light a grape philly blunt
Waiting for the high to hit you
A couple of hits and I feel like I'm in Aruba
Chotin for the west side, also chotin for the district
If you come down here, you have to come looking good
The friends are always scheming on the corner
Some carrots, others have little dolls
They empty it all in your face
Nosy neighbor, don't mess around
We're on duty, we're the trend
So-called gangster, you're a silly mafia
Turn up the delay and put on the echo (echo-echo)
You already know this is Young & Savage Records
We don't eat off impressions, we don't want your respect
There are a couple of gangsters catching a buzz
Well, well, well, well
All the envious ones are Skerdel
Retarded youngsters with cell phones
They shoot you in front of the police station
Nocturnal like the vampire of Transylvania
I roll to the hot street, to my area
Car without a license plate, looking for a victim
Don't think about it, just live the movie
Eee...
The ghetto wants to light up
What's up
The crew wants to hear reggae...
It's the fucking Shyno again
Again, Again, Again, Again
D-D-Dwayne in the spaceship
S-H-Y-N-O
The musical astronauts
Patriarch
Hey
When I released "Nocturno" you were a fan
Humo y Capsula and you were a fan
MariJane and you were a fan
Mundo Paralelo and you were a fan
(Hu-Hu-Hu) Smoke and alcohol, I feel like I can't think
They tell me the lynxes are intense out there
The night is for ventilation (ihhh)
You remember, supposedly, supposedly
Smoking session, Smoking session
I'm lighting the third one
Cali weed, without seeds
The smoke rises (ihhh)
Supposedly
Miss Channel, Doche Gabana
I wake up smelling like marijuana
You wake up (Chala erga)
You know this is easy without much drama
This is easy, normal