Lyrics of Tú y Quién Mas - Baby Rasta Y Gringo, Cheka

Tú y Quién Mas (original)

Tazmania!
(Wooo!!!)
Cheka!
Valentia, socio!
(Wooo!!!)
«Sentenciados»!
Tu y quien mas, me amenaza en verme morir
Vengan por mi, no lo pienses mas
Te enseñare, que si juegas con fuego, conmigo te quemaras
Tu y quien mas, me amenaza en verme morir
Vengan por mi, no lo pienses mas
Te juro, que si juegas con fuego, conmigo te quemaras
Ando rebuleando en mi propio canto
Esperando un Crown Victoria blanco para tirotiarlo
Y poner como colador su asqueroso auto, malditos cabrones
Moriran a fuerzas de plomazos
Y en mi mano lo que cargo es la .40mm, tonto
Usa tu valentia contra la mia, bobo
No corras como puta, no chilles como perra
Pa' que puñeta entonces ocasionan una guerra
(Para mi enemigo darle muerte, muerte!)
(Para mi enemigo darle muerte!)
Preparen sus armas, preparen las metras
Llegaron los abusadores, los de la punto .40mm
(Para mi enemigo darle muerte, muerte!)
(Para mi enemigo darle muerte!)
Tu y quien mas podra pararme a mi
Vengan por mi, tengo balas pa' repartir
Tu y quien mas, me amenaza en verme morir
Vengan por mi, no lo pienses mas
Te enseñare, que si juegas con fuego, conmigo te quemaras
Tu y quien mas, me amenaza en verme morir
Vengan por mi, no lo pienses mas
Te juro, que si juegas con fuego, conmigo te quemaras
Yo no creo en nadie, ni tampoco en mi madre
Yo le doy dembow a los que traten de amenazarme
Sus amenazas me hacen cafe en las bolas
Y terminaran muriendose en un callejon de Las Monjas
Quien te crees que eres para amenazarme a mi
Ni que a mi, por eso te vas a morir
Yo siempre vivo la vida ilegal
Yo chamboneo la AK, pa' mis enemigos ponerlos a brincar
(Jajaja!)
(Rasta, como los viejos tiempos!)
(Vamos a matarlos!)
Tirenme que me van a sentir
Y veras que igualarme nadie podra
Y si trata de humillarme conmigo moriras
Y sabras que cuando me tiren, del suelo no se levantaran
Como morira, eso nadie lo sabra
Y con mi *ch-chak* en la puñeta quedara
Se arrepentiran, conmigo la pasaran mal
Yo soy un dolor de cabeza pa' los que me buscan
Aqui voy a estar, y no me voy a quitar
Y si te pones en mi camino te voy a pisar
Jodio parasito, de ti no hay nada que envidiar
Mientras tu haces tu fama, yo levanto mi compañia
La mania contra mi te la voy a quitar, con mi mano lirical
Te voy a golpiar, con la cejas partia’s te vo’a dejar
A mi con tu pistolitas no me vengas a amenazar
(Blam, blam, blam!)
Tu y quien mas…
Contra mi…
Desde los 90's cantando en residenciales…
Fumo to' los dias, mato con metales…
Tu y quien mas…
Contra mi…
A quien carajo vas a medrentar…
Con tu noveleo de ganster…
No me vas a eliminar…

(translation)

Tazmanian!
(Woooo!!!)
Cheka!
Courage, partner!
(Woooo!!!)
"Sentenced"!
You and who else threatens me to see me die
Come for me, don't think about it anymore
I will teach you that if you play with fire, you will burn with me
You and who else threatens me to see me die
Come for me, don't think about it anymore
I swear, if you play with fire, you will burn with me
I'm rebouling in my own song
Waiting for a white Crown Victoria to shoot
And put your disgusting car as a strainer, damn bastards
They will die by force of plumbing
And in my hand what I carry is the .40mm, fool
Use your bravery against mine, bobo
Don't run like a whore, don't scream like a bitch
Why the hell then they cause a war
(For my enemy to give him death, death!)
(For my enemy to kill him!)
Prepare your weapons, prepare the meters
The abusers arrived, those of the .40mm point
(For my enemy to give him death, death!)
(For my enemy to kill him!)
You and who else can stop me
Come for me, I have bullets to distribute
You and who else threatens me to see me die
Come for me, don't think about it anymore
I will teach you that if you play with fire, you will burn with me
You and who else threatens me to see me die
Come for me, don't think about it anymore
I swear, if you play with fire, you will burn with me
I don't believe in anyone, not even in my mother
I give dembow to those who try to threaten me
His threats make me coffee in the balls
And they will end up dying in an alley of Las Monjas
Who do you think you are to threaten me?
Not even me, that's why you're going to die
I always live the illegal life
I chamboneo the AK, pa' my enemies make them jump
(Ha ha ha!)
(Rasta, like the old days!)
(Let's go to kill them!)
Throw me you're going to feel me
And you will see that no one can match me
And if he tries to humiliate me with me you will die
And you will know that when they throw me, they will not get up from the ground
How he will die, no one will know
And with my *ch-chak* in the heck it will stay
They will regret it, they will have a bad time with me
I am a headache for those who look for me
I'm going to be here, and I'm not going to leave
And if you get in my way I'm going to step on you
Damn parasite, there is nothing to envy of you
While you make your fame, I raise my company
I'm going to take away the mania against me, with my lyrical hand
I'm going to hit you, I'm going to leave you with the partia's eyebrows
Don't come to threaten me with your little pistols
(Blam, blam, blam!)
You and who else...
Against me…
Since the 90's singing in residential...
I smoke every day, I kill with metals...
You and who else...
Against me…
Who the hell are you going to intimidate…
With your gangster romance…
You are not going to eliminate me…