Un Cuento - Morad

Escucharme, acercaros un momento

Que yo quiero deciros solo una cosa

O' voy a contar algo como un cuento

Que se llama la calle peligrosa

Donde siempre tiene' que estar atento

La policía por aquí te molesta

Y te van a querer meter dentro

Porque al chico de la calle lo detestan

Y tiene' que saber que hacer

Cuidaito no vaya' a entrar

A un mundo donde puede' ver

Que nunca podrías imaginar

Y las palabra' se la' lleva el viento

Y los hecho' son lo' que valen

Y cuidaito cuando esté' contento

Porque ahí e'' cuando má' problema' salen

(En esta vida mucho' van de amigo')

(Y recuerda siempre lo que digo)

(Que a vece' tu enemigo)

(Es uno de lo' que está contigo)

(En esta vida mucho' van de amigo')

(Y recuerda siempre lo que digo)

(Que a vece' tu enemigo)

(Es uno de lo' que está contigo)

En un mundo donde no se inventa

Donde poco' son lo' que aparentan

Donde no se aplica ni la droga, ni pistola, ni la cuenta

En un mundo donde no se inventa

Donde poco' son lo' que aparentan

Donde no se aplica ni la droga, ni pistola, ni la cuenta

Donde palabra' fueron la' justas

Y por dinero aquí te hacen ajustes

Y cuidaito con quien te juntas

Y cuidaito por quien preguntes

Y te dicen que han firmado con el diablo

Y luego dicen que te están vendiendo kilo

Y por eso lo que hago yo no hablo

Como dijo Beny todo a sigilo

En esta vida mucho' van de amigo'

Y recuerda siempre lo que digo

Que a vece' tu enemigo

Es uno de lo' que está contigo

En esta vida mucho' van de amigo'

Y recuerda siempre lo que digo

Que a vece' tu enemigo

Es uno de lo' que está contigo

En un mundo donde no se inventa

Donde poco' son lo' que aparentan

Donde no se aplica ni la droga, ni pistola, ni la cuenta

En un mundo donde no se inventa

Donde poco' son lo' que aparentan

Donde no se aplica ni la droga, ni pistola, ni la cuenta-a-a

(Vato, Vato, Vato)

(El Beny, el Beny, el Beny)

(Y no queremo' a lo' chivato', y todo esto e' por el money)

(El Vato, el Vato, el Vato)

(El Beny, el Beny, el Beny)

(Y no queremo' a lo' chivato', y todo esto e' por el money)

(Uh-ya-lah, uh-ya-lah)

Listen to me, come closer for a moment

I want to tell you just one thing

O' I'm going to tell something like a story

What is called the dangerous street

Where you always have to be attentive

The police around here bother you

And they will want to put you inside

'Cause they hate the boy down the street

And he has 'to know what to do

Be careful not to go in

To a world where he can' see

that you could never imagine

And the words are carried by the wind

And the facts are what they are worth

And take care when you're happy

Because that's where the most problems come out

(In this life a lot of 'are friends')

(And always remember what I say)

(That sometimes your enemy)

(It's one of what's with you)

(In this life a lot of 'are friends')

(And always remember what I say)

(That sometimes your enemy)

(It's one of what's with you)

In a world where you don't invent

Where little 'are what' they appear

Where neither the drug, nor the gun, nor the account is applied

In a world where you don't invent

Where little 'are what' they appear

Where neither the drug, nor the gun, nor the account is applied

Where word' were the' just

And for money here they make adjustments

And be careful who you hang out with

And be careful who you ask

And they tell you they've signed with the devil

And then they say that they are selling you a kilo

And that's why what I do I don't speak

As Beny said, everything in stealth

In this life a lot of' they go from friend'

And always remember what I say

That sometimes your enemy

It is one of the' that is with you

In this life a lot of' they go from friend'

And always remember what I say

That sometimes your enemy

It is one of the' that is with you

In a world where you don't invent

Where little 'are what' they appear

Where neither the drug, nor the gun, nor the account is applied

In a world where you don't invent

Where little 'are what' they appear

Where neither the drug, nor the gun, nor the account-a-a is applied

(Vato, Vato, Vato)

(The Beny, the Beny, the Beny)

(And we don't want the sneak, and all this is for the money)

(The Vato, the Vato, the Vato)

(The Beny, the Beny, the Beny)

(And we don't want the sneak, and all this is for the money)

(Uh-ya-lah, uh-ya-lah)