Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tú Y Quién Más, artist - Baby Rasta Y Gringo.
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Tú Y Quién Más(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… |