Текст и перевод песни Zaiko y Nuco - Diario de un Pandillero

Diario de un Pandillero

Bendito diario,
Hoy hice una acción de la cual no estoy muy orgulloso
Pero, así es la única manera de ganar respeto, dinero y poder,
Matas o mueres es la ley,
Solo pido que
Mi hermano no siga mis pasos
Punto
Esto es
Así Se vive en el diario de un pandillero
Armas, drogas matas por dinero.
Así Se vive en el diario de un pandillero
Armas, drogas matas por dinero.
Llego a casa con heridas y puntadas en la cara
De lo que me hizo el maldito piensa que no voy a hacer nada
Mi cabeza da vuelta loca por desquitar el coraje
Solo espero que amanezca y que en caliente mi mal viaje
Abro el cajón saco la corta con 7 tiros
A cazar a ese fulanito será su último suspiro
No hay rincón para esconderte ya estas más muerto que vivo
Me quitaste media vida pero ya voy decidido
Los canes ladran me levanto y saco la escuadra el terre
Esta caliente y toca vigilar la cuadra
Ayer le enseñe a ese perro que no gana el que más ladra
El que va hacer a base de palabras el respeto no se gana
Ni el dinero cae del cielo cuídate dice mi jefa
No te quiero ver muerto mucho menos detrás de las rejas
Tranquila ma que aquí yo tengo el control cuida a mi hermano
Menor deja voy a dar un rol.
Así Se vive en el diario de un pandillero
Armas, drogas matas por dinero.
Así Se vive en el diario de un pandillero
Armas, drogas matas por dinero.
Piso a fondo escucho una sirena lejana los policías me detienen
Revisión rutinaria no me asusto de los puercos si no por el área
Contraria y por mala suerte aquí ya debo varias
Antes de irme nose que me pasaba estaba raro haya fuera se
Escucharon varios carros que derraparon
Me asome por la ventana y eran patrullas y un carro
Sorpresa era al que estaba buscando
No me hallaron el clavo al coche me monto
El ambiente cambia se pone tenso
Pronto lo noto mi hermano está asustado
Así lo ciento me dice hermano
Tengo un mal presentimiento.
Va acompañado y tengo que tener cuidado
Lleva a su hermanito al lado
Y ya no puedo arrepentirme que me perdone dios
En ocasiones he fallado
Espero pegarle al punto ya es hora de decidirme.
Así Se vive en el diario de un pandillero
Armas, drogas matas por dinero.
Así Se vive en el diario de un pandillero
Armas, drogas matas por dinero.
Llego la hora se marcho
Y le puse cola me puse los guantes
Y deshonrado con mi pistola
Que mi gran dios me perdone
Pero es mi última parada
La luz se puso en rojo apunta preparada
La luz roja termino su plazo
Avanzo con estallo ver balazos
Tomo mi arma en mis brazos
Lo agacho abajo del carro
Lo lanzo nose lo que está pasando
Las denotaciones no tienen descanso
Me bajo del coche a asegurar que haiga ni uno vivo
Me acerco solo unos pasos
Veo una persona en el piso
El plomo atravesó al menor
Y parece que se desangra
Le pegue al equivocado aquí termina mi venganza
Tengo un tiro en mi pierna
También en mi mano
Dios mío por favor que no le haiga tocado a mi hermano
Aturdido le hablo creo que esta inconsciente
Lo volteo y No No No
Tiene un tiro en la frente...

Diary of a Gang Member

Dear diary,
Today I did something I'm not very proud of.
But it's the only way to earn respect, money and power.
Kill or be killed, that's the law.
I just ask that
my brother doesn't follow in my footsteps.
Period.
This is
how it is to live in the diary of a gang member.
Guns, drugs, you kill for money.
This is how it is to live in the diary of a gang member.
Guns, drugs, you kill for money.
I arrive home with wounds and stitches on my face,
from what that bastard did to me, he thinks I won't do anything.
My head is spinning, crazy to unleash my rage.
I just hope it's dawn soon and that my bad trip cools down.
I open the drawer, take out the pistol with 7 rounds.
I'm going hunting for that dude, it will be his last breath.
There's no corner to hide in, you're already more dead than alive.
You took half my life, but I'm determined now.
The cops are robbing, I get up and take out my gun, the ground is
hot and it's ticking, I have to watch the block.
Yesterday I taught that dog that the one who barks the most doesn't win.
You don't earn respect with words,
nor does money fall from the sky, be careful, my mom says.
I don't want to see you dead, much less behind bars.
Don't worry, Mom, I'm in control here, take care of my little brother.
I'm going for a ride.
This is how it is to live in the diary of a gang member.
Guns, drugs, you kill for money.
This is how it is to live in the diary of a gang member.
Guns, drugs, you kill for money.
I step on the gas, I hear a distant siren, the cops pull me over.
Routine check, I'm not afraid of the pigs, but of the opposite
area, and unfortunately I already owe a few here.
Before I left, I don't know what was happening to me, I was feeling strange, out there
I heard several cars screeching.
I looked out the window and it was patrol cars and a car,
surprise, it was the one I was looking for.
They didn't find the gun on me, I get in the car.
The atmosphere changes, it becomes tense.
I soon notice my brother is scared.
That's how I feel, he tells me, bro,
I have a bad feeling.
He's accompanied and I have to be careful.
He has his little brother with him.
And I can't back down now, may God forgive me.
I have failed at times.
I hope to hit the target, it's time to decide.
This is how it is to live in the diary of a gang member.
Guns, drugs, you kill for money.
This is how it is to live in the diary of a gang member.
Guns, drugs, you kill for money.
The time has come, he left,
and I followed him, I put on my gloves
and dishonored, with my gun,
may my great God forgive me,
but this is my last stop.
The light turned red, aim ready.
The red light ended its term.
I advance with a burst, I see bullets.
I grab my gun in my arms,
I duck down below the car,
I shoot, I don't know what's going on,
the detonations are endless.
I get out of the car to make sure there's not a single one alive.
I get closer, just a few steps,
I see a person on the ground,
the bullet went through the minor,
and it looks like he's bleeding out.
I got the wrong guy, this is where my revenge ends.
I have a shot in my leg,
also in my hand.
Oh my God, please don't let him have touched my brother.
Dazed, I talk to him, I think he's unconscious.
I turn him over and No No No.
He's got a shot in the forehead...