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What Are They Up To or What Hurts Them

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Que Se Traen o Que Les Duele

Que se traen o que les duele
Me da tristeza yo verlos
Quieren alcanzar la fama
Colgandose de mis huevos
Los miro como a los perros
Peleandose por los huesos

Porque les da tanta envidia
Porque me quiera mi gente
Si para ser lo que soy
Sangre he sudao de mi frente
Cantandole yoa mi raza
Mi adoracion es mi gente

Esos que me tiran tanto
Yo no les guardo rencor
Simplemente yo les digo
Vivan la vida mejor
Ojala y dios les conceda
Tener mucho mas que yo

La envidia saben que es mala
Tenganlo en mente señores
Ser avariento es lo peor
Te hace cometer errores
Envidia es lo que otros tienen
Dios te da lo que mereces

Escuchen bien envidiosos
El dinero no lo es todo
Si sueñan ser como yo
Tienen que sufrir es todo
Mientras la raza me quiera
Yo he de ser chingon ni modo

Se los vuelvo a repetir
Esos que me muerden tanto
Para llegar a la cima
Tienen que empezar de abajo
Tienen que darle al talon
Donde talonee yo tanto

What Are They Up To or What Hurts Them

What are they up to or what hurts them
It makes me sad to see them
They want to reach fame
Hanging on my balls
I look at them like dogs
Fighting over bones

Why are they so envious
Why does my people love me
To be who I am
I've sweated blood from my forehead
Singing to my race
My adoration is my people

Those who throw so much at me
I hold no grudge against them
I simply tell them
Live life better
I hope God grants them
To have much more than me

They know envy is bad
Keep that in mind, gentlemen
Being greedy is the worst
It makes you make mistakes
Envy is what others have
God gives you what you deserve

Listen well, envious ones
Money is not everything
If you dream of being like me
You have to suffer, that's all
As long as my people love me
I will be badass, no way

I'll say it again
Those who bite me so much
To reach the top
They have to start from the bottom
They have to hit the heel
Where I hit so much