No Hay Pa Nadie - Dellafuente

(Dices ser un ganster, pero no ha' visto na'

No hay pa' nadie pa'

Dices ser un ganster, pero no ha' visto na'

No hay pa' nadie pa')

Ji-Jimbo

Yo soy de Graná' aunque muchos no lo quieran

Y aunque te duela, puta, yo no soy un parguela

Que lo haces guapo lo sabe to’a la gente

Pero siempre vas a beber de la fuente

Queremos lo mismo así que no vi’a habla'

Que to' los presos quieren libertad

Si esto va por ostias aquí seré el krav magá

Si va por tratos os vi’a sablá'

Niñacos en la' calimero

El cortafríos niño, no entraba en el huego

Me acuerdo con el hasta las tantas

Ahora está preso, y ni no' escribimos cartas

Se me está yendo la vi’a y todavía

No he hecho na' que diga: «coño, madre mía»

Puedo morir tranquilo, no sé si eso es malo

Pero tampoco es bueno, eso lo tengo mu' claro

Estáis jugando a ser dioses en un juego de tontico'

Lo que tenéis son bulanicos

Respeto pa' las mulas y camellos que llevan sus años

Pero siempre hay un jefe del rebaño

La boca grande y los huevos temblando

El que má' hace aquí la mata callando

Aquí to' los phantom rapean de drogas

Tienen cara 'e muertos y se creen latin lovers

Me acuerdo que tú quería' se' rico

Que el barrio ya se te quedaba chico

Siempre junto' desde chiquetitos

Y ahora te encierran si abren el pico

Cuando me he pelea’o tú siempre ahí ha' esta’o

Me han partí'o la cara y tú por mí la' da’o

No sé si por dinero o por la' droga'

Pero ya no ere' la misma persona

(Dices ser un ganster, pero no ha' visto na'

No hay pa' nadie pa'

Dices ser un ganster, pero no ha' visto na'

No hay pa' nadie pa'

Dices ser un ganster, pero no ha' visto na'

No hay pa' nadie pa'

Dices ser un ganster, pero no ha' visto na'

No hay pa' nadie pa')

(You say you're a gangster, but you haven't seen anything

There is no pa' nobody pa'

You say you're a gangster, but you haven't seen anything

There is no pa 'nobody pa')

Ji-Jimbo

I'm from Graná' although many don't want it

And even if it hurts you, bitch, I'm not a parguela

That you make him handsome everyone knows

But you'll always drink from the fountain

We want the same thing so I didn't see speak'

That all the prisoners want freedom

If this goes for ostias here I will be the krav magá

If he goes for deals I saw you sablá'

Boys in the Calimero

The child cold chisel did not enter the game

I remember him until so many

He is now in prison, and we don't write letters

He is leaving my life and still

I haven't done anything that says: "damn, my mother"

I can die in peace, I don't know if that's bad

But it's not good either, that's very clear to me

You are playing at being gods in a game of tontico'

What you have are bulanicos

Respect for the mules and camels that have spent their years

But there's always a boss of the herd

The big mouth and the shaking eggs

The one who does the most here kills her by keeping quiet

Here all the phantoms rap about drugs

They have dead faces and they think they are Latin lovers

I remember that you wanted to be rich

That the neighborhood was already too small for you

Always together' since little ones

And now they lock you up if they open their mouths

When I've had a fight, you've always been there

They broke my face and you gave it to me

I don't know if for money or for the 'drug'

But you are no longer the same person

(You say you're a gangster, but you haven't seen anything

There is no pa' nobody pa'

You say you're a gangster, but you haven't seen anything

There is no pa' nobody pa'

You say you're a gangster, but you haven't seen anything

There is no pa' nobody pa'

You say you're a gangster, but you haven't seen anything

There is no pa 'nobody pa')