Текст и перевод песни Vicho - Puchero

Puchero

Bueno bueno bueno bueno bueno bueno eh
Agarrate Mabel que hay curva

Yo brindo por mis muertos, vos no te hagas el vivo
A dónde vas con ese vino, vení pa acá
Somos calle somos pueblo, no se si me explico
Mediotanque a la vereda huele rico
Me pongo lobo al crepúsculo, no tengo escrúpulos
Ropa deportiva pero sin mover un músculo
Sin embargo cuando canto tos mueven el tun tun yo
Toy cansado juran malos pero es todo chucu bo
Mi flow tropical, carambola fiebre amarilla
Esta yegua nunca se (Ensilla)
Ni gucci ni prada, a mi me visten mis panas
Noventera y Rosh23 mis casacas
Se abrieron las nubes, el sol esta que quema
Ella me escribió para que vaya a verla (Yendo)
Y cómo decirle que no, ey
Si cada vez que la veo vuelvo lleno de amor

Ella está conmigo porque soy un chico tierno
Ando de parranda pero chilling como el Tego
Yo meto sazón, tu flow medio pelo
Yo traigo el sabor que le faltaba a este puchero

Ey, yo traigo el sabor que le faltaba a este puchero
Ey, yo traigo el sabor
Para para para para...

Yo no uso traje no necesito sastre
Represento el malandraje, no te enteraste?
A tu ctrl C yo le doy escape
A la gilada ni cabida vos dejá que hablen
Me dicen hijo de puta como si fuera un insulto
Si mi vieja está pilla imaginate uno hijo suyo
Ya me cansé de esperar mi turno
Tengo flor y esto no es truco
Las puertas estaban cerradas tuve que patearlas pa salir
Lluvia de penas tuve que enfrentarlas pa seguir
Sucio y desprolijo pero siempre luzco clean
Piel morena en tu mirada me perdí

Ella está conmigo porque soy un chico tierno
Ando de parranda pero chilling como el Tego
Yo meto sazón, tu flow medio pelo
Yo traigo el sabor que le faltaba a este puchero

Ey, yo traigo el sabor que le faltaba a este puchero
Yo traigo el sabor
Bzz

Stew

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, uh
Hold on tight, Mabel, there's a curve ahead

I raise a glass to my dead homies, don't play tough
Where you going with that wine, come over here
We're street, we're the people, I don't know if you get me
Half a tank on the sidewalk, smells delicious
I turn into a wolf at twilight, I have no scruples
Wearing sportswear but without moving a muscle
However, when I sing everyone shakes their booty, yo
I'm tired, they swear they're bad but it's all talk
My flow is tropical, starfruit, yellow fever
This mare never gets (Saddled)
Not Gucci, not Prada, my homies dress me
90s and Rosh23 are my jackets
The clouds parted, the sun is burning
She texted me to come see her (On my way)
And how can I say no, hey
Every time I see her I come back full of love

She's with me because I'm a sweet guy
I'm partying but chilling like Tego
I bring the flavor, your flow is mediocre
I bring the flavor this stew was missing

Hey, I bring the flavor this stew was missing
Hey, I bring the flavor
Wait, wait, wait, wait...

I don't wear a suit, I don't need a tailor
I represent the thug life, didn't you know?
I hit escape on your ctrl C
Don't even give the fools any attention, let them talk
They call me a son of a bitch like it's an insult
If my mom is awesome, imagine one of her sons
I'm tired of waiting my turn
I'm lucky and this ain't no trick
The doors were closed, I had to kick them down to get out
Rain of sorrows, I had to face them to keep going
Dirty and messy but I always look clean
Lost myself in your brown-skinned gaze

She's with me because I'm a sweet guy
I'm partying but chilling like Tego
I bring the flavor, your flow is mediocre
I bring the flavor this stew was missing

Hey, I bring the flavor this stew was missing
I bring the flavor
Bzz