Lyrics of Vengo de la Calle - Santaflow, Aitor

Vengo de la Calle (original)

Esto se va a poner bien serio
Estamos bien rankiaos
Papi, sal de enmedio
Tú ya sabes quiénes son
De la calle vienen con todo el swag y todo el flow
Vente y canta la canción
Vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle
Vengo de la calle, oye no te engaño, compa
Vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle
Vengo de la calle, tuve que ir a hacer la compra
Yo vengo de la calle, soy un tipo dangerous
He tenido que pausar mi partida al Mario Bros
Con la lista de la compra, rumbo hacia el supermercado
Yo no quiero la voz ronca, hoy saldré bien abrigado
Homie, ya se avecina la tormenta
Nigga, abrígate bien la garganta
Si vas a salir a la calle, ten cuidado
La gripe no es una broma, yo estoy preparado
Tengo swag, swag, entre bombos y cajas
Vaselina en mi boca y la ropa de las rebajas
No tengo M-16, ni Glock-17
Yo tengo PS3 y la Nintendo DS
Peligroso… la calle dicta mi verdad
El semáforo está en rojo, chico, tienes que mirar
Tú puedes hacer lo que quieras
Pero ni de coña se me ocurrirá cruzar
Respeto la seguridad vial, y tengo a mis negros detrás
Porque, porque, porque…
Vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle
Vengo de la calle, oye no te engaño, compa
Vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle
Vengo de la calle, tuve que ir a hacer la compra
Óyeme (hermano), la vaina está así (¿Cómo?)
La calle está bien dura en Madrid (bien dura)
Una gripe te acecha en cada esquina
En invierno mejor respira por la nariz
Y en el verano los niños están que trinan
Llenan globitos de agua que hasta te tiran
Y no recurras a nadie porque imagina…
No miran bien en el barrio a los que se chivan
Vivo en la jungla de asfalto
Llena de animales, carros y gamberros (¿eh?)
Ve con los ojos abiertos
O puedes pisar una caca de perro (¡buag!)
Me ha regalado mi mamá
Unas zapas adidas y piso el cemento (bien)
Y ahora me tiene pillado
Me pide recados recados a cada momento (voy)
Tengo a mi gente del barrio
Metida en su casa pegándose tiros (bang!)
Juegan a un shooter online
Y yo estoy en calle pasando este frío (¡brrr!)
No puedo ni hacer pintadas
Desde las ventanas vigilan las viejas (yo)
Quiero volver a casita y grabar este track con su moraleja
Y es que yo, yo, yo…
Vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle
Vengo de la calle, oye no te engaño, compa
Vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle, vengo de la calle
Vengo de la calle, tuve que ir a hacer la compra
Sonando groso (Vengo de la calle)
Con mi negro Santaflow (Vengo de la calle)
Con mi Aitor, -Tú sabes (Vengo de la calle)
Desde España, desde la calle, ¿¡cómo es?!
Pa' toda Latinoamérica (Vengo de la calle)
(Ha-ha!) Vengo de la calle
(Ha-ha!) Vengo de la calle
Ya tú sabes como es papi, la cosa está dura
Eso dijo ella…

(translation)

This is going to get serious
We are well ranked
Daddy, get out of the way
you already know who they are
From the street they come with all the swag and all the flow
Come and sing the song
I come from the street, I come from the street, I come from the street
I come from the street, hey I'm not fooling you, compa
I come from the street, I come from the street, I come from the street
I come from the street, I had to go shopping
I come from the street, I'm a dangerous guy
I had to pause my game to Mario Bros
With the shopping list, heading to the supermarket
I do not want the hoarse voice, today I will go out warm
Homie, the storm is coming
Nigga, keep your throat warm
If you are going to go out on the street, be careful
The flu is not a joke, I am prepared
I have swag, swag, between drums and boxes
Vaseline in my mouth and the sale clothes
I don't have M-16, nor Glock-17
I have PS3 and Nintendo DS
Dangerous… the street dictates my truth
The light is red, boy, you have to look
You can do whatever you want
But no way will it occur to me to cross
I respect road safety, and I got my blacks behind
Because, because, because...
I come from the street, I come from the street, I come from the street
I come from the street, hey I'm not fooling you, compa
I come from the street, I come from the street, I come from the street
I come from the street, I had to go shopping
Listen to me (brother), the pod is like this (How?)
The street is very hard in Madrid (very hard)
A flu lurks in every corner
In winter it is better to breathe through your nose
And in the summer the children are that sing
They fill little balloons with water that they even throw at you
And don't turn to anyone because you imagine...
They do not look well in the neighborhood at those who tell
I live in the asphalt jungle
Full of animals, cars and thugs (huh?)
Go with your eyes open
Or you can step in dog poop (boo!)
My mom gave me
Some adidas sneakers and I step on the cement (good)
And now she's got me
She asks me for errands every moment (I go)
I have my people from the neighborhood
Stuck in her house shooting herself (bang!)
They play an online shooter
And I'm out in the street feeling this cold (brrr!)
I can't even do graffiti
From the windows watch the old ones (me)
I want to go back home and record this track with its moral
And it is that I, I, I…
I come from the street, I come from the street, I come from the street
I come from the street, hey I'm not fooling you, compa
I come from the street, I come from the street, I come from the street
I come from the street, I had to go shopping
Sounding rude (I come from the street)
With my black Santaflow (I come from the street)
With my Aitor, -You know (I come from the street)
From Spain, from the street, how is it?!
For all of Latin America (I come from the street)
(Ha-ha!) I come from the street
(Ha-ha!) I come from the street
You already know how it is daddy, things are hard
That's what she said…