Текст и перевод песни Wisin & Yandel - Intro desafío

Intro desafío

(Luny!)
(Esto es otra mas de nosotros para ustedes!)
(Que es lo que pasa... el desaf? o!)
(Dale Don!)
(Tego Calder? n!)
(Wisin y Yandel!)
(Tempo!)
(Looney Tunes y Noriega!)
M? ralos
Est? n en un viaje solt? ndose
(Looney Tunes!)
Lo que quieren es que los vean bailar
Ellas 'tan sueltas
Y yo suelto perriando toa' la noche
Soy Don Omar
M? ralos
Est? n en un viaje solt? ndose
(Looney Tunes!)
Lo que quieren es que los vean bailar
Ellas 'tan sueltas
Y yo suelto perriando toa' la noche
Soy Don Omar
'Ombe no, no tienen na'
Que mamones son
Va a empezar la acci? n
Sientan la tensi? n
La perse vive en ti
Tienen miedo de morir
Lo que te va a pasar
No lo vas a ver, lo vas a sentir
No pueden dormir si no es pensando en mi
Jodio infeliz, les tengo odio a todos
Y juro, se van a arrepentir
Por tirarme a mi, ni a que a mi
Que no tengo reversa
A estas alturas ni que poni? ndose
A medir fuerzas
De quien vende m? s
De quien promociona m? s
Total, si yo ya me fui a lo internacional
Por mi que se jodan to's
Por mi se pueden matar
En lo que ustedes se conforman
Yo quiero m? s y m? s
Representar el Rap y Reggae
Underground en la China
Tu crees que eso lo puede hacer el corillo de Pina?
No creo, Pili
Obs? rvame y toma asiento, reacciona
Date cuenta que este es el tiempo de Tempo
Oye...
Pa' mi que a ustedes les apesta la vida
Me tiene cara que su furia es de mentira
Llego el suicida
El que los liquida
El que le hace el culo sangrar a to' el que le tira
Pa' mi que a ustedes les apesta la vida
Me tiene cara que su furia es de mentira
Llego el suicida
El que los liquida
El que le hace el culo sangrar a to' el que le tira
A mi no me ha hecho falta el blinblineo'
Mucho menos el guasimilleo
Y como quiera le campeo
El abayarde los deja lejos
Tumbao' moderno, que le gusta hasta a los viejos
Metele chamb? n, que esto es vira y vira
Pa' los velag? ira que viven de la mentira
Tengo letras m? s especiales que Topeka
Que ya han corr? o la seca y la meca
Se jodio la bicicleta
Llego el b? rbaro de ritmo
Me pueden imitar pero nunca va a ser lo mismo
Sin favoritismo, baj? ndoles por la goma
No te gusta, no te lo coma
La perseguidora, me sobra aceite en mi cantimplora
El abayarde que no se ajora
Dej? ndola caer con sentimiento violento
Y una sandunga que pa' que te cuento
El que to' el mundo a esperao'
El que ten? a que llegar
El veteran sin ir a Vietnam
Tu? tica no es mi? tica
Me sigues?
Oye, loco, lo m? o nadie lo escribe
Tu? tica es de p? o p? o, de pollera
Pana m? o, te aplasto con \\"Desaf? o\\"
Es Tego Calder? n, el Abayarde...
El que hace el culo sangrar...
A to' el que se esmande...
(Wisin y Yandel!)
Mami, yo quisiera quedarme
Pero la calle me llama
No me esperes que vengo tarde
La calle esta que arde
Mami, yo quisiera quedarme
Pero la calle me llama
No me esperes que vengo tarde
La calle esta que arde
Ahorra el tabaco
Y parate en la esquina
Pa' comprar medicina
Visten ready la carabina
Sin el nebuleo
Dale al tirador propina
Que nos esperan las vaginas, y...
Dile que no se metan en el caser? o
Dile que no vacilen con los m? os
Dile que soy loco con el desaf? o
Y que a la hora del tiroteo yo no soy el que gu? o
Dile que soy el que les tira por el sunroof
Dile que si a mi me motivan les saco el full
Los desaf? o, que se vengan pa' darles un tour
Alexis los mastica como pitbull
(Looney!)
(Esto es otra mas de nosotros!)
(Este es Tego Calder? n!)
(Dale Don!)
(Wisin y Yandel!)
(Alexis! Alexis!)
(Looney Tunes y Noriega!)
(Y yo, Tempo!)
(Buddha's Family!)
(Jajajajajaja!)

Intro challenge

(Luny!)
(This is another one from us to you!)
(What's going on... the challenge?!)
(Go Don!)
(Tego Calderon!)
(Wisin & Yandel!)
(Tempo!)
(Looney Tunes and Noriega!)
Look at them
They're on a trip, letting loose
(Looney Tunes!)
They just want you to see them dance
The girls are wild
And I'm wild, perreando all night long
I'm Don Omar
Look at them
They're on a trip, letting loose
(Looney Tunes!)
They just want you to see them dance
The girls are wild
And I'm wild, perreando all night long
I'm Don Omar
Man, they ain't got nothin'
How arrogant they are
The action's about to start
Feel the tension
The chase lives within you
They're afraid to die
What's gonna happen to you
You won't see it, you'll feel it
They can't sleep without thinking of me
Damn fools, I hate them all
And I swear, they'll regret it
For coming at me, at me
I don't have reverse
At this point, even trying
To measure forces
Who sells more
Who promotes more
It's pointless, I've already gone international
They can all screw themselves
They can kill each other for all I care
While you settle
I want more and more
Representing Rap and Reggae
Underground in China
You think Pina's crew can do that?
I don't think so, Pili
Watch me and take a seat, react
Realize that this is Tempo's time
Listen...
I think your lives suck
It seems to me your fury is fake
The suicidal one has arrived
The one who liquidates them
The one who makes their asses bleed, whoever comes at him
I think your lives suck
It seems to me your fury is fake
The suicidal one has arrived
The one who liquidates them
The one who makes their asses bleed, whoever comes at him
I haven't needed the bling-bling
Much less the half a million
And I still dominate
The Abayarde leaves them far behind
Modern swag, even the old folks like it
Give it to them, champ, this is back and forth
For the liars who live off lies
I have lyrics more special than Topeka
That have already run the dry and the mecca
The bicycle is screwed
The rhythm barbarian has arrived
They can imitate me, but it will never be the same
No favoritism, taking them down
If you don't like it, don't eat it
The pursuer, I have plenty of oil in my canteen
The Abayarde who doesn't get scared
Letting it fall with violent feeling
And a sandunga that I can't even explain
The one everyone has waited for
The one who had to arrive
The veteran without going to Vietnam
Your tactic is not my tactic
Follow me?
Hey, crazy, nobody writes mine
Your tactic is weak, chicken
My friend, I crush you with "Challenge"
It's Tego Calderon, the Abayarde...
The one who makes asses bleed...
To anyone who messes around...
(Wisin & Yandel!)
Baby, I wish I could stay
But the streets are calling me
Don't wait up, I'll be late
The streets are on fire
Baby, I wish I could stay
But the streets are calling me
Don't wait up, I'll be late
The streets are on fire
Save the tobacco
And stand on the corner
To buy medicine
Get the carbine ready
Without the haze
Tip the shooter
The vaginas are waiting for us, and...
Tell them not to mess with the hood
Tell them not to mess with my people
Tell them I'm crazy with the challenge
And that when the shooting starts, I'm not the one who runs
Tell them I'm the one who shoots them through the sunroof
Tell them if they motivate me, I'll go all out
I challenge them, let them come so I can give them a tour
Alexis chews them up like a pitbull
(Looney!)
(This is another one from us!)
(This is Tego Calderon!)
(Go Don!)
(Wisin & Yandel!)
(Alexis! Alexis!)
(Looney Tunes and Noriega!)
(And me, Tempo!)
(Buddha's Family!)
(Jajajajajaja!)