Текст и перевод песни W.G - Pensando en Money

Pensando en Money

Low life bitch
Yo' cousin, you made this?
Si tú me buscas, yo no me escondo
No entran los sapos, menos los tombos
No se del miedo, donde el quilombo
Cuando me llames caemos redondo

Nunca respondo, si habla tu combo
No ando con cuentos, menos con tontos
Siempre primero, nunca segundo
Si tú me buscas, yo no me escondo

Si tú me buscas, yo no me escondo
No entran los sapos, menos los tombos
No se del miedo, donde el quilombo
Cuando me llames caemos redondo

Nunca respondo, si habla tu combo
No ando con cuentos, menos con tontos
Siempre primero, nunca segundo
Si tú me buscas, yo no me escondo

Que hablas mi pana, no tienes un peso
Vive con mamá, nunca estao preso
Calla la jeta, deja los cuentos
No sabes nada, y vives mintiendo
Basta de farsa, te conocemos
No mueves nada, no entiendes de eso
Puedes tocarlo, tan solo verlo
Puedes inhalarlo, intenta venderlo

Pensando en chele en mi cama ey
No pienso en dolce y gabbana ey
Menos en una cubana ey
Dame mi plata y no drama
Con mis brother cocinando, fuerte bocinas sonando
Con la mente por Orlando, trabajo sigo grabando

Buscas problemas, puedes encontrarlos
Quieres un dealer? puedo llamarlo
Tengo la cone, tengo el contacto
Tengo los ceros, guardado en el banco
Me miran raro, siempre hablo claro
Tengo florcitas de los mas caros
Los que me funan saben mi mambo
No hablo mentiras, ni cambio de bando

Si tú me buscas, yo no me escondo
No entran los sapos, menos los tombos
No se del miedo, donde el quilombo
Cuando me llames caemos redondo

Nunca respondo, si habla tu combo
No ando con cuentos, menos con tontos
Siempre primero, nunca segundo
Si tú me buscas, yo no me escondo
Low life bitch

Thinking About Money

Low life bitch
Yo' cousin, you made this?
If you're looking for me, I'm not hiding
Frogs don't come in, cops even less
I don't know about fear, where the mess is
When you call me, we'll come around

I never answer, if your crew is talking
I don't mess around, especially not with fools
Always first, never second
If you're looking for me, I'm not hiding

If you're looking for me, I'm not hiding
Frogs don't come in, cops even less
I don't know about fear, where the mess is
When you call me, we'll come around

I never answer, if your crew is talking
I don't mess around, especially not with fools
Always first, never second
If you're looking for me, I'm not hiding

What are you talking about, my friend, you don't have a dime
You live with your mom, you've never been in prison
Shut up, stop with the stories
You don't know anything, and you keep lying
Enough with the farce, we know you
You don't move anything, you don't understand it
You can touch it, just look at it
You can inhale it, try to sell it

Thinking about money in my bed, ey
I don't think about Dolce & Gabbana, ey
Much less a Cuban, ey
Give me my money and no drama
Cooking with my brothers, loud speakers playing
Orlando on my mind, I keep recording

Looking for trouble, you can find it
Want a dealer? I can call him
I have the dope, I have the contact
I have the zeros, stored in the bank
They look at me strangely, I always speak clearly
I have little flowers of the most expensive kind
Those who rat on me know my game
I don't tell lies, and I don't change sides

If you're looking for me, I'm not hiding
Frogs don't come in, cops even less
I don't know about fear, where the mess is
When you call me, we'll come around

I never answer, if your crew is talking
I don't mess around, especially not with fools
Always first, never second
If you're looking for me, I'm not hiding
Low life bitch