More songs by El Bogueto
Description
Producer: Tennessee beats
Lyricist, Composer: Armando Toledo Rosas
Lyricist, Composer: Alfredo Hernandez Montero
Lyrics and translation
Original
T-T-Tennessee, rompiendo!
Me acuerdo de este volcando, pinche gallo voy fumando, le marco a los baladores pa' que se arme la masa.
Cuando vamos en la porrona, me fajó la regaona, porque hay mucho fregadero, no me quieren en la zona.
Vengo con todos los reales, porque hay muchos chacales, porque son bien montañeros, que el trompo nunca le sale.
Yo lo digo, lo comento, no le juegues al vergaj.
Tu morra me empieza a gustar. No le juegues al vergaj, porque te la voy a bajar.
Yo soy ñero, somos de la calle y del barrio.
Aquí somos fieros, coronamos y la prendemos.
Yo soy ñero, somos de la calle y del barrio.
Aquí somos fieros, coronamos y la -prendemos.
-Hoy le salgo a la bronca, el barbero me hizo el corte. Esto no se compra, siempre caro está el porte.
Siempre ando con la corta, por si acaso traigo pum, que todas las gatas en fila, a la orden pal desorden. Bellaco, pero nunca naco, aferrado y loco desde chamaco.
Las gatas las rompo, las parto y las rajo. Tu, tu ruca me ve y dijo: "Papi, carajo".
¡Quihubo, Laz! Mejor póngase barrás, porque se la voy a bajar.
Yo soy ñero, somos de la calle y del barrio.
Los jerejos, nos dicen soldados del barrio.
Yo soy ñero, somos de la calle y del barrio. Aquí somos fieros, coronamos y la prendemos.
La, la, la, la, la, la gente sabe que somos de la calle.
La gente sabe que somos de la calle.
La gente, la gente, la gente, la gente, la gente sabe que somos, somos, somos de la calle.
Hablamos en clave, tu morra está loca porque está nene en la clave. Se montan solitas cuando me ven en la nave. ¿Quién es el más duro?
El que sabe, sabe.
Un ñero fino, humilde y con brillo, siempre sencillo, siempre el objetivo ha sido ser millo, comprarle a la jefa un carro, un castillo y con su bendición todo lo. . . ¿Que si soy ñero? Mmm, a huevo. ¿Que si soy de barrio?
Mmm, a huevo.
Yo sé que por ahí hablan dos o tres rameros, si así como hablaran, -hicieran dinero.
-Yo soy ñero, somos de la calle y del barrio. Aquí somos fieros, coronamos y la prendemos.
Ah, yo soy ñero, somos de la calle y del barrio.
Aquí somos fieros, coronamos y la prendemos.
Ah, reggaetón chacal, reggaetón chacal, los más chacal, ¡ey!
Somos de barrio y somos ñeros. Tennessee, Tennessee, sí que sí, la partí, dime sí.
Ah, prr, oye, el -Bo, Erick Pa' Montero. -Del barrio verde, mi ñe.
Chacal más caro.
English translation
T-T-Tennessee, breaking!
I remember this dumping, fucking rooster I'm smoking, I mark the baladores so that the dough can be assembled.
When we go to the porrona, the scolding me, because there is a lot of sink, they don't want me in the area.
I come with all the money, because there are many jackals, because they are good mountaineers, the top never comes out.
I say it, I comment on it, don't play tricks on him.
I'm starting to like your girl. Don't play tricks, because I'm going to lower it for you.
I am ñero, we are from the street and the neighborhood.
Here we are fierce, we crown and we light it.
I am ñero, we are from the street and the neighborhood.
Here we are fierce, we crown and we catch it.
-Today I'm going to be angry, the barber gave me the cut. This cannot be purchased, shipping is always expensive.
I always walk with the short one, just in case I bring pum, all the cats in a row, at the order of the disorder. Bellaco, but never born, clinging and crazy since he was a kid.
I break the cats, split them and cut them. You, your ruca sees me and said: "Daddy, damn."
Whoops, Laz! You better put on bars, because I'm going to lower it.
I am ñero, we are from the street and the neighborhood.
The jerejos, they tell us, soldiers of the neighborhood.
I am ñero, we are from the street and the neighborhood. Here we are fierce, we crown and we light it.
La, la, la, la, la, people know that we are from the streets.
People know that we are from the streets.
The people, the people, the people, the people, the people know that we are, we are, we are from the streets.
We speak in code, your girl is crazy because she's in code. They get on by themselves when they see me on the ship. Who is the toughest?
He who knows, knows.
A fine, humble and shiny ñero, always simple, the goal has always been to be a millionaire, to buy the boss a car, a castle and with her blessing everything. . . What if I'm black? Mmm, eggy. What if I'm from the neighborhood?
Mmm, eggy.
I know that two or three harlots talk out there, if they could make money the way they talked.
-I am ñero, we are from the street and the neighborhood. Here we are fierce, we crown and we light it.
Ah, I am ñero, we are from the street and the neighborhood.
Here we are fierce, we crown and we light it.
Ah, reggaeton jackal, reggaeton jackal, the most jackal, hey!
We are from the neighborhood and we are ñeros. Tennessee, Tennessee, yes yes, I broke it, tell me yes.
Ah, prr, hey, the -Bo, Erick Pa' Montero. -From the green neighborhood, my daughter.
Most expensive jackal.