Текст и перевод песни Young Rebxl - Dinero en el Banco (feat. Gabriel Drago, Lito El Blanco & Yezzy Wallace)

Dinero en el Banco (feat. Gabriel Drago, Lito El Blanco & Yezzy Wallace)

Dinero en el banco
Más de un hp quiere hacerse millonario
Yo no leo comentarios
Solo mensajes de tu bitch porque me escribe a diario

Dinero en el banco
Más de un hp quiere hacerse millonario
Yo no leo comentarios
Solo mensajes de tu bitch porque me escribe a diario

Yo ya no creo en los bancos
Los fajos de dinero
Me los guardo bajo el...(uh)
Dentro de un tiempo ya me guardo
Es pa mi cuidar a mi familia
Es pa cuidarme de los sapos
Estoy estoy harto
Que esta puta no sea seria
Si es que yo no se lo pago
Con dos gorilas en el carro
Dando vuelta en Miraflores
Con el revólver recargado (fuck nigg*)
Ustedes no me causan miedo
Si no fuera por la ley
Ya estuvieran viendo el cielo
Estoy dispuesto hacerlo en serio
Si es por dinero nigg* yo no juego

Nigg* what you thinking?
I been doing my shit
Lejos de mi street
Toy en otros business
Grabo en otro beat
No hay tiempo pa ti toy con 4 bitches
Se que eso les duele que no de color
Y esa mierda es triste
Desde que empecé
A soltar mi shit desapareciste
He visto a mis niggas detrás de las rejas
Por culpa de lo que estoy fumando
He visto a mi vieja llorando
Con un rosario en la mano rezando
Solo la recuerdo gritando
Diciendo esta vida no es para ti carlos
Mami ya elegi mi vida
Mirame ahora estamos arriba
Volando en lo alto
Ganando lo que ellos aun siguen buscando
Tamos subiendo de rango
Todos mis primos sumando
Todos venimos del fango
Dando vueltas con la baby
Cargada en tu cuadra
En el auto de Lambo o en el auto de Pardo
Sabes no estamos jugando
Panik esta controlando

Oee!
Pa que buscas bronca si tu eres un broca
Te rompi la boca pa que te equivocas
Viniste con tu bateria de idiotas
Pero por las huevas
Planeaste esa nota
Te fuiste gomeado y a mi ni me tocaste
Dile eso, jura por tu vieja
Que no paso eso
Me cago de risa
Cuando me hablan grueso
Luego cara a cara
No aguantan la presión
Con Yezzy y el Blanco
Bitch no somos santos
Sabía que eras manco
Pero no creí que tanto
Cuando quieras
Si quieres de nuevo te chanco
Son mierda
En la calle y también para el canto
Esto es Panik Room
Verdaderas estrellas
Tu bemba y tu ñata
Ya tienen mi huella
Ganseas hasta con batería
Que fea fruna
Tengo cara de jeva
Y tu mechas como una

Dinero en el banco
Más de un hp quiere hacerse millonario
Yo no leo comentarios
Solo mensajes de tu bitch
Porque me escribe a diario

Dinero en el banco
Más de un hp quiere hacerse millonario
Yo no leo comentarios
Solo mensajes de tu bitch
Porque me escribe a diario

Money in the Bank (feat. Gabriel Drago, Lito El Blanco & Yezzy Wallace)

Money in the bank
More than one HP wants to become a millionaire
I don't read comments
Only messages from your bitch because she writes to me daily

Money in the bank
More than one HP wants to become a millionaire
I don't read comments
Only messages from your bitch because she writes to me daily

I don't believe in banks anymore.
The wads of money
I keep them under him...(uh)
In a while I'll keep myself
It's for me to take care of my family
It's to take care of the toads
I'm I'm fed up
That this bitch is not serious
If I don't pay for it
With two gorillas in the car
Turning around in Miraflores
With the revolver reloaded (fuck nigg*)
You don't make me afraid
If it wasn't for the law
They were already seeing the sky
I am willing to do it seriously
If it's for money nigg* I don't play

Nigg* what are you thinking?
I've been doing my shit
Away from my street
Toy in other business
I record in another beat
There is no time for you toy with 4 bitches
I know that it hurts them that not of color
And that shit is sad
Since I started
To let go of my shit you disappeared
I've seen my niggas behind bars
Because of what I'm smoking
I've seen my old lady crying
With a rosary in my hand praying
I just remember her screaming
Saying this life is not for you carlos
Mommy I already chose my life
Look at me now we're up
Flying high
Winning what they're still looking for
We are moving up in rank
All my cousins adding up
We all come from the mud
Hanging around with the baby
Loaded on your block
In Lambo's car or in Pardo's car
You know we're not playing
Panik is controlling

Oee!
What are you looking for if you are a bit
I broke your mouth so you're wrong
You came with your battery of idiots
But for the roe
You planned that note
You left gummed and you didn't even touch me
Tell her that, swear on your old
That didn't happen that
I'm laughing my ass off
When they talk to me thick
Then face to face
They can't stand the pressure
With Yezzy and the White
Bitch we are not saints
I knew you were one-armed
But I didn't think that so much
Any time
If you want again I'll chanco you
They are shit
On the street and also for singing
This is Panik Room
Real stars
Your bemba and your ñata
They already have my footprint
Geese even with a battery
What an ugly fruna
I have a face of jeva
And you wick like a

Money in the bank
More than one HP wants to become a millionaire
I don't read comments
Only messages from your bitch
Because he writes to me daily

Money in the bank
More than one HP wants to become a millionaire
I don't read comments
Only messages from your bitch
Because he writes to me daily