Yo No Voy
Yo no voy de mafioso
Y no sé qué te pasa
Yo sé que te molesta
Que sonemos hasta en tu casa
Solo eres guasa-guasa
Y yo estaba de paso
Y no sé qué os pasa
Que se te nota envidioso
Si te pica, rasca
Salimos de pesca
Se te pone en busca
Capucha y para el bosque
Cuando no hay rasca
Salta con el casco
Aunque luego cascas
Todo lo que aquí pasó
Cogiendo el camino
Policía cansino
Fuga'o por los pinos
O por Torremolinos
A los de la Costa
Del Sol de gusto
Dinero no cuesta
Fuga acaba en el arbusto
Te gusta la pasta
Y sin dar pistas
Tiran y les cuesta
Tiran y solo apestan
Tiran y les cuesta
Tiran y solo apestan
Tiran y les cuesta
Tiran y solo apestan
Ah-ah-ah
Y hacen, y hacen la bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Me tiran y hacen la bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Tú habla' y haces la de bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Tú habla' y haces la de bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Te pillan y te haces la bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Te chivas y haces la de bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Y tú hablas y haces la de bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Y tú hablas y haces la de bomba de humo
Un saludo a Beny
A los de su pueblo
A los que saben que hago
Cosas en la calle y que nunca las hablo
Dice que tiene balas
Otro que me dispara
Si me van a la' mala'
Me dicen: Morad, para, para
Beny en moto negra
Casco' integrale'
Lo' demás de negro
Fugándome de lo' civile'
Camino pa' abajo
Contando lo' fajo'
Me miro al espejo
Y digo: Qué chico más majo
Porque no chuleo
A veces los veo
Cuando me patean
Y a los azule' yo veo
Me gusta a dosciento'
A veces voy lento
A veces rayado
Porque veo a más de un tonto
Haciendo le-le-le
Oh-la-re-la-la
Rápido más de una vez
Yo robaba con la picala
Me iba con mochila
Y no era pa'l cole
Era con mochila
Y saltándome tres controle'
Te di su pelea, entonces escanea
Beny la marea, conecta la fea
Se tiran los feos, rápido patea
Aunque no lo crea', a veces tú bucea'
Otra' tambalean, trabajo' se emplean
De manera fea, policía porrea
Cuida'o no te vea, aquí no chambean
Y sobre todo fantasmean
Y yo sé que tú coopera'
Que con policía de clara
Que no sé qué tú esperas
A decir las cosas clara'
La calle no es cualquiera
Y tú ya vas de fiera
Espera, que aquí un niño
Rápido quita cartera'
Ah-ah-ah
Y hacen, y hacen la bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Me tiran y hacen la bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Tú habla' y haces la de bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Tú habla' y haces la de bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Te pillan y te haces la bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Te chivas y haces la de bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Y tú hablas y haces la de bomba de humo
Ah-ah-ah
Y tú hablas y haces la de bomba de humo
Y tú hablas y haces la de bomba de humo
Y tú hablas y haces la de bomba de humo
Y tú hablas y haces la de bomba de humo
Y tú hablas y haces la de bomba de humo
I'm Not Going
I'm not going as a gangster
And I don't know what's wrong with you
I know it bothers you
That we sound even in your house
You're just joking around
And I was just passing by
And I don't know what's wrong with you
You're envious, it shows
If it itches you, scratch
We go fishing
You go looking for it
Hood on and into the forest
When there's no itch
Jump with the helmet
Although later you crack
Everything that happened here
Taking the path
Annoying police
Fled through the pines
Or through Torremolinos
To those from the coast
Of the Costa del Sol with pleasure
Money doesn't cost
Fleeing ends in the bush
You like money
And without giving clues
They throw and it's hard for them
They throw and they just stink
They throw and it's hard for them
They throw and they just stink
They throw and it's hard for them
They throw and they just stink
Ah-ah-ah
And they make, they make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
They throw me and make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
You talk and make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
You talk and make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
They catch you and you make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
You snitch and make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
And you talk and make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
And you talk and make the smoke bomb
Greetings to Beny
To those from his town
To those who know that I do
Things on the street and never talk about them
He says he has bullets
Another one shoots me
If they're going to be bad to me
They tell me: Morad, stop, stop
Beny on a black motorcycle
Full-face helmets
The rest in black
Fleeing from the civilians
Walking downhill
Counting the bundles
I look in the mirror
And say: What a nice boy
Because I don't show off
Sometimes I see them
When they kick me
And I see the blue ones
I like two hundred
Sometimes I go slow
Sometimes scratched
Because I see more than one fool
Doing le-le-le
Oh-la-re-la-la
Quickly more than once
I stole with the pickaxe
I went with a backpack
And it wasn't for school
It was with a backpack
And skipping three checks
I gave you a fight, then scan
Beny the tide, connects the ugly
The ugly ones throw themselves, kick quickly
Even if you don't believe it, sometimes you dive
Others stagger, work is used
In an ugly way, police hit
Be careful not to be seen, they don't work here
And above all, they fantasize
And I know that you cooperate
That with clear police
That I don't know what you're waiting for
To say things clearly
The street is not just any street
And you're already acting like a beast
Wait, here's a kid
Quickly stealing wallets
Ah-ah-ah
And they make, they make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
They throw me and make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
You talk and make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
You talk and make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
They catch you and you make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
You snitch and make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
And you talk and make the smoke bomb
Ah-ah-ah
And you talk and make the smoke bomb
And you talk and make the smoke bomb
And you talk and make the smoke bomb
And you talk and make the smoke bomb
And you talk and make the smoke bomb