Siguen Haciendo Ruido - Nicky Jam, Lito

A el lo soltaron de la carcel

Y anda como un loco

(Buscando lo suyo)

Fueron dos años innesesarios

Perdiendo chavos

(Por dos pistolas y un octavo)

El no comprende que la calle esta caliente

Y en el punto

Se estan matando algarete

El llega al barrio con el mismo piquete

Y roncando como pa' repaltir fuete

Viejo!

Si ya guisaste, salte!

Que este negocio no se hizo pa jubilarse

Hay muchos locos con necesides

Y si hicistes chavitos

Hermano, pasa la llave

Evita que te limpien el pico

O que a tu hijo lo tiren de un tercer piso

Asi le dice el que la lleva en el barrio

Y por ser menor el no piensa hacerle caso

El le hace buche y retrocede

Se da la vuelta, prende y se va en su mercedez

Por que en mi barrio nada ah cambiado

Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido

Por que en mi barrio los niños lloran

Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido

Por que en mi barrio nada ah cambiado

Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido

Por que en mi barrio las madres lloran

Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido

Me huele que va ah haber velorio

Activaste al combo

Que se acabo el jolgorio

Asi el le dise a kiko

El socio de la vieja escuela

Por quien el mata a cualquiera

Hablando con su vecina

Se entera

De cosas que de preso

Nadie te cuenta!

Ella le dice

Tu mujer es una palga

Y mientras estuviste preso

Le comieron las nalgas

El actua como quien no le importa

Y pa asustarla

Se acomoda la pistola

Ella le dice no es que sea bochinchera

Pero a la larga

Como quiera de esto tu te enteras

Luego le dice que su hijo era de otro

Del chamaquito aquel que le corria el kiosko

Le cambia el rostro y se entera

Que Kiko su pana

Fue el que violo a su hermana

¿ Por que la droga el pasto y el perico

Dia tras dia estan arropando a puerto rico?

El se activa con un peine 30

Se va pal punto

Pa arreglar cuentas

Con actitud de sicario

Y quiere enfrentarse con el que la lleva en el barrio

Pero la tolta se le vira

Cuando ve que el combo del barrio lo pilla en una esquina

Sin dicimulo se arrima kiko

Y le vacia el peine encima

Wooo

Por que en mi barrio nada ah cambiado

Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido

Por que en mi barrio los niños lloran

Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido

Por que en mi barrio nada ah cambiado

Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido

Por que en mi barrio las madres lloran

Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido

(Oye, el negocio de la calle no se hizo pa reinar)

(Por que a los reyes los matan)

(Y los peones se van con el que la lleva)

(Este es Nicky Jam)

((Siguen haciendo ruido!))

(Ya tu sabes!)

(Ya tu sabes como va!)

(Lito MC Cassidy)

((Siguen haciendo ruido!))

(Coje consejo!)

(Que el que coje consejo)

(Llega a viejo)

((Siguen haciendo ruido!))

(Y el que no lo coje, se le fue to!)

They released him from jail

And he walks like crazy

(Looking for his own)

It was two unnecessary years

losing kids

(For two pistols and an eighth)

He doesn't understand that the street is hot

and at the point

they are killing algarete

He arrives in the neighborhood with the same picket

And snoring like pa' repaltir fuete

Old!

If you've already cooked, skip!

That this business was not made to retire

There are many crazy people with needs

And if you made little guys

Brother, pass the key

Avoid having your beak cleaned

Or that your son is thrown from a third floor

That's what the guy who takes her to the neighborhood tells her

And because he is younger, he does not intend to pay attention to him

He swishes him and backs away

He turns around, turns on and leaves in his mercy

Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed

And the guns, they keep making noise

Why in my neighborhood children cry

And the guns, they keep making noise

Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed

And the guns, they keep making noise

Because in my neighborhood the mothers cry

And the guns, they keep making noise

It smells like there is going to be a wake

You activated the combo

That the fun is over

That's how he told kiko

The old school partner

For whom he kills anyone

Talking to your neighbor

he finds out

Of things that prisoner

Nobody tells you!

she tells him

your wife is a palga

And while you were imprisoned

they ate his buttocks

He acts like he doesn't care

And to scare her

He adjusts the gun

She tells him it's not that she's a bochinchera

But in the long run

Anyway, you find out about this

Then he tells her that his son belonged to someone else.

From the little boy the one who ran the kiosk

He changes her face and finds out

That Kiko his corduroy

He was the one who raped his sister

Why does he drug the grass and the parakeet

Day after day they are covering Puerto Rico?

He activates with a comb 30

he leaves pal point

to settle accounts

With the attitude of a hit man

And he wants to confront the one who takes her in the neighborhood

But the tolta is turned

When he sees that the neighborhood combo catches him on a corner

Without dicimulus he gets closer kiko

And he empties the comb on her

wow

Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed

And the guns, they keep making noise

Why in my neighborhood children cry

And the guns, they keep making noise

Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed

And the guns, they keep making noise

Because in my neighborhood the mothers cry

And the guns, they keep making noise

(Hey, the business of the street was not made to reign)

(Because kings are killed)

(And the pawns go with the one who takes it)

(This is Nicky Jam)

((They keep making noise!))

(You know!)

(You already know how it goes!)

(Lito MC Cassidy)

((They keep making noise!))

(Take advice!)

(That the one who takes advice)

(gets old)

((They keep making noise!))

(And the one who doesn't take it, he left him!)