Текст и перевод песни Tommy Royale - Santos

Santos

Este party pa' to' los santos
Que la casa se caiga en cantos
Pa' los tiempos que extraño tanto
Monte, funcky, Charley, Mazo

Empecé mi empresario
Tommy royale está matando
Siempre es lo necesario
Crecemos en números diario
Que se escondan los pollitos
Por ahí viene el gallo.

Ustedes son de plaza
De colores, soy de casa
Fui criado en la finca, yo peleo con la masa
Hablando claro lo que pasa
Es que en esto me entrenaron
Y exploté como la NASA.

Si no me entiende comoquiera me respeta;
Como lo estoy haciendo no hay nadie que que se meta;
No hay ningún demonio que venga meter la feka;
Porque a Jesucristo yo siempre lo tengo cerca.

Mama-cita, flex
Quiero que tu brilles
Like the gold that's on my neck
Yo vivo lo que digo
This is more than just a check
Cristo a mi me llama
Cause he knows that I'm obsessed.

Este party pa' to' los santos
Que la casa se caiga en cantos
Pa' los tiempos que extraño tanto
Monte, funcky, Charley, mazo.

Así que rompe, rompe
Hasta que la doña le de under
Dile, dile
Rompe, rompe
Empezamos desde abajo
Y vamo' al norte.
Dile, dile
Sigue, no pare eh ahh
Sigue, no pare no
Siguenos hacia 'lante
Esto nunca terminó.
Así que rompe, rompe
Esta es mi bendición nunca se esconde.

Esto es pa' Donald Trump porque nos tiraste al lado,
Por ser otro latino en un jet privado
Pa' to' mis hondureños y venezolanos
A quienes la migra lo mandó pal' trabajo.

Uno, dos, tres, prova-ya
Este piquete que tenemos no falla
Con mis gafas en mi cara no veo na, na, na
Esta es la Ley hay que seguirla obliga'

Lo subo no bajo yo nunca lo paro
Yo nunca le digo stop
Yo mato la liga seguimos creciendo hasta que lleguemos al top
Todas las canciones que estamos sacando la calle le dice bop
Diga lo que diga, piense lo que piense
Yo siempre ando con mi God

Vengo a la escena con mi energía Héctor
Cada vez estamos mas duros con mi combo dicen yeso
Tantos años practicando mucho tiempo llevo en esto
Recuerdo todos esos años que mi padre estaba preso, pero

Este party pa' to' los santos...
Rompe, rompe...

Saints

This party's for all the saints
Let the house fall in songs
For the times I miss so much
Monte, Funcky, Charley, Mazo

I started my business
Tommy Royale is killing it
Always the essentials
We grow in numbers daily
Make way for the chicks
Here comes the rooster.

You are from the square
Of colors, I am from home
I was raised on the farm, I fight with the dough
Speaking clearly what happens
It's what I was trained to do
And I exploded like NASA.

If you don't understand me, respect me anyway;
No one can mess with me as I'm doing it;
No demon will come and mess with me;
Because I always have Jesus Christ near me.

Mama-cita, flex
I want you to shine
Like the gold that's on my neck
I live what I say
This is more than just a check
Christ calls to me
Cause he knows that I'm obsessed.

This party's for all the saints
Let the house fall in songs
For the times I miss so much
Monte, Funcky, Charley, Mazo.

So break it down, break it down
Until the lady gives under
Tell her, tell her
Break it down, break it down
We started from the bottom
And we're going north.
Tell her, tell her
Follow, don't stop eh ahh
Follow, don't stop no
Follow us forward
This is never over.
So break it down, break it down
This is my blessing that never hides.

This is for Donald Trump because you threw us to the side,
For being another Latino in a private jet
For all my Hondurans and Venezuelans
To whom the migration sent to work.

One, two, three, try it
This party we have is foolproof
With my glasses on my face I can't see anything
This is the Law, it must be followed

I raise it up, I never stop it
I never tell it stop
I kill the league, we keep growing until we reach the top
All the songs we're putting out, the street calls them bops
Say what you say, think what you think
I always walk with my God

I come to the scene with my Hector energy
Every time we're harder with my combo they say plaster
So many years practicing, a long time I've been in this
I remember all those years that my father was in prison, but

This party's for all the saints...
Break it down, break it down...