Translation of the song lyrics La Historia de John Castle - Dellafuente

La Historia de John Castle (original)

Tú te creías mu' fuerte
Por tener dinero
Vinieron tiempos malos
Y caíste el primero
Casao con la niña de un grande como Agüero
Nadie se ha hecho rico en este mundo siendo bueno
Suegro de Barranquilla
Negocios calientes
Reuniones en el piso
Los Lunes y Viernes
La malicia no nace así de repente
Muchas veces se cría porque no hay presidente
Muerto no hay billete ni suelto
Por una GPR mas de uno se queda tuerto
Nos vemos esta noche
Loco quedamos en el centro
No tengo como ir pero ya vere que invento
Dices que vives drama
Es mentirijilla
De ese bloque del pola ya no hay ni barandilla
Mira de donde vengo
Si fardas te arruinan
Como Gipsy la Fe: «colacao y mantequilla»
He dejao lo barato pa que me salga buen trato
Cuidate de la fama no abuses de los novatos
El novato es novato hasta que gana billetes
Y si no lo tratas bien mañana es quién te la mete
Mira primo tu no eres Pablo Escobar
Ni eres de Colombia
Aqui no es la federal
La UDICO se encarga
Ese tenia acento raro como anuncio de colonia
Aqui vienen tos los guiris
Las pestañas le dan palmas
Que porte, machaca
Yo no se de lo que hablais
Secretos no tenia
Miralos en el Qashqai
No has visto una 9 nunca en tu puta vida
Esa pistola bolines hace que parezcas lila
Respeto pa tos los que saben
Y no hablan
Pa los que en su baraja no hay mas cartas
Yo siempre gano aunque sea con trampas
Pero no peco de tener la lengua larga

La Historia de John Castle (translation)

You thought you were very strong
for having money
bad times came
And you fell the first
Married to the girl of a great like Agüero
No one has gotten rich in this world by being good
Father-in-law from Barranquilla
hot business
Meetings on the floor
On Mondays and Fridays
Malice is not born that suddenly
Many times it is raised because there is no president
Dead there is no ticket or loose
For a GPR more than one is blind
See you tonight
Crazy we stay in the center
I don't have a way to go but I'll see what I come up with
You say you live drama
It's a fib
Of that pola block there is no longer a railing
look where i come from
If you fardas they ruin you
Like Gipsy la Fe: "colacao and butter"
I have left the cheap so that I get a good deal
Beware of fame don't abuse rookies
The rookie is a rookie until he earns tickets
And if you don't treat him well, tomorrow is who will put it in you
Look cousin you are not Pablo Escobar
You are not from Colombia
Here is not the federal
UDICO takes care
That had a weird accent like a cologne ad
Here come all the foreigners
Lashes clap her hands
What a load, it crushes
I don't know what you are talking about
secrets did not have
See them in the Qashqai
You ain't never seen a 9 in your fucking life
That bowling gun makes you look lilac
I respect for those who know
and they don't speak
For those who have no more cards in their deck
I always win even if it's with cheats
But I'm not guilty of having a long tongue