Cuna de Bandidos - Nengo Flow, DJ Nelson

Letra de «Cuna de Bandidos»

Nelson

Real G4 Life

Siempre diferente

Abre que voy

Hey

Abre que voy, de Bayamón hasta Santurce y Barrio Obrero

Carolina hasta Ponce y to' Puerto Rico entero

Aché con caché, mis respetos a Los Santero

Abre un tabaco y prendele el camino a los guerreros

Sonando en los rascacielos, ahora nadie nos frena

Tenemos a la morena moviendo las dos nalgas

Encima de la arena, dímelo Nelson, ¿cómo suena?

Me corren por las venas, salsa de la buena

Y vamo a darle de borinquen

Con sabor pa' que se afinquen

Se vuelvan loco y brinquen

Las nenas escuchen y solas se lubriquen

Se acerca la tormenta, echen el pique

Que andamos desmontando a to' el que no se ubique

El que no hace caso se va pa' la gaveta con un lazo

La vida me ha enseñao' de los cantazos

Mangue el truco de los payasos

Por eso cabrones ya no me atraso

La magia que no es real vuela en pedazos

Dispara

Me andan buscando disque la Jara

Por fumar un poco 'e yerba y andar en guaguas cara, hey

Tengo un sabor que nadie lo para

Que en paz descanse Héctor y Malvín, también Chamaco el de Quintana

Mucho Flow con papá Nel

Del casco sin lápiz y papel

Tienen que ver cómo es que lo hago

No van a creer

Rap con sabor a Montuno, disparar así ninguno

Donde quiera que yo grabe pongo a mover a los culos

Suena la trompeta, dale fuego a to' el que se meta

Que andamos sin seguro como la glopeta

El que entra nunca sale y el que sale nunca entra

Sonando salsa por la calle de la mafia más violenta

Dime bebé, lo que tú piensas, ven y hagamos una alianza

Prende y dale camina, que aquí no se descansa

A la hipocresía la estrujo con melodía

Matando con DJ Nelson ratones a sangre fría

Tú no te busca na' conmigo

Vete a avísale a mi enemigo

En esta cuna de bandidos

Que nunca van a poder conmigo

Tú no te buscas na' conmigo

Vas a sangrar por el castigo

En esta cuna de bandidos

Lo tuyo es tuyo, lo mío es mío

Tú no te buscas, no te buscas na' conmigo

También soy loco con los líos

En esta cuna de bandidos

Los tenemos sudando frío

Tú no te buscas, no te buscas na' conmigo

Soy bien celoso con lo mío

En esta cuna de bandidos

Seguimos activo y jugando vivo

Tú no te buscas, no te buscas na' conmigo

Tú no te buscas na' conmigo

En esta cuna de bandidos

Sonido duro y muy agresivo

Oye bien lo que te digo

Analiza lo que te digo

Que con Real G4 Life no hay testigos

Pueden venir 100 y ninguno sale vivo

Yeah

Real G4 Life, baby

Nueva York

Seguimos aquí de pie como los árboles

Dime DJ Nelson, Papá Nel

Candela

Música pa' la calle

La mafia verdadera volvió

El de borinquen, hey

El guaguancó, el guaguancó

El guaguancó ya se formó

El guaguancó, el guaguancó ya se formó

Dímelo Nelson

Esto se terminó

"Cuna de Bandidos" lyrics

Nelson

Real G4 Life

always different

Open, I'm coming

hey

Open up I'm coming, from Bayamón to Santurce and Barrio Obrero

Carolina to Ponce and all of Puerto Rico

Aché with cache, my respects to Los Santero

Open a cigar and light the way for the warriors

Playing in the skyscrapers, now nobody stops us

We have the brunette moving both buttocks

On top of the sand, tell me Nelson, how does it sound?

They run through my veins, good sauce

And we are going to give him borinquen

With flavor for them to settle down

Go crazy and jump

The girls listen and lubricate themselves

The storm is coming, take the pique

That we are dismantling everyone who is not located

The one who doesn't pay attention goes to the drawer with a bow

Life has taught me about the songs

Handle the trick of the clowns

That's why bastards I'm not late anymore

Magic that isn't real flies to pieces

Shoot

They are looking for me dial the Jara

For smoking a bit of weed and riding expensive buses, hey

I have a flavor that nobody stops

Rest in peace Héctor and Malvín, also Chamaco el de Quintana

Lots of Flow with dad Nel

Of the helmet without pencil and paper

They have to see how I do it

they will not believe

Montuno flavored rap, shoot like that none

Wherever I record I put the asses to move

The trumpet sounds, give fire to whoever gets involved

That we walk without insurance like the glopeta

He who enters never leaves and he who leaves never enters

Sounding salsa on the street of the most violent mafia

Tell me baby, what you think, come and let's make an alliance

Turn on and walk, because here you don't rest

I squeeze hypocrisy with melody

Killing mice in cold blood with DJ Nelson

You don't look for na 'with me

Go tell my enemy

In this cradle of bandits

That they will never be able to with me

You don't look for anything with me

You're gonna bleed from the punishment

In this cradle of bandits

What's yours is yours, what's mine is mine

You don't look for yourself, you don't look for anything with me

I'm also crazy with messes

In this cradle of bandits

We got 'em in a cold sweat

You don't look for yourself, you don't look for anything with me

I am very jealous with mine

In this cradle of bandits

We are still active and playing alive

You don't look for yourself, you don't look for anything with me

You don't look for anything with me

In this cradle of bandits

Hard and very aggressive sound

Listen well what I tell you

Analyze what I tell you

That with Real G4 Life there are no witnesses

100 can come and none come out alive

yeah

Real G4 Life, baby

New York

We're still standing here like the trees

Tell me DJ Nelson, Papa Nel

Candle

Music for the street

The real mafia is back

The one from borinquen, hey

The guaguancó, the guaguancó

The guaguancó has already been formed

The guaguancó, the guaguancó has already been formed

tell me nelson

This is over