Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vamos Pa'l Rancho, artist - Don Cheto. Album song Tueniwan 21, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 03.03.2016
Record label: Molcajete
Song language: Spanish
Vamos Pa'l Rancho(original) |
(Hay le va muchacho maceton abra el hocico, haber |
Si así agarra la onda, hay te va en tu idioma pa’que’ntiendas |
Haber si así agarra la onda muchacho) |
(Hay le va muchacho maceton abra el hocico, haber |
Si así agarra la onda, hay te va en tu idioma pa’que’ntiendas |
Haber si así agarra la onda muchacho) |
Mira muchacho |
No me haces caso |
Regañándote el día entero me lo paso |
Apaga ese aparato |
Me esta desesperando |
Esa mendiga música de perros ladrando |
No ayudas en la casa |
No quieres trabajar |
Y ni siquiera bueno eres para estudiar (ni siquiera pa’eso sirves) |
Ya no’ste regañando |
A usted todo le molesta |
La música que escucho |
La ropa que llevo puesta |
Con quien me junto |
Que’s lo que hago |
Se’mehace que usted quiere verme como su esclavo |
Que te vistas decente |
Yo siempre lo he soñao |
Y con esos pantalones parece que andas cagao |
Ya que te crezca el pelo |
Y péinate decente |
Así el pelo como andas |
Pareces delincuente |
Nada le parece y nada sabe usted de moda |
Andar pelón a rapa es lo que rifa hora |
Con mis pantalones wangos |
De tez oscuros |
Usted es flanco |
No quero que te juntes |
Con esos wandajones |
Esa bola de flojos que andan todos pelones |
Todos haciendo señas |
Tatuaos de las manos |
Toda la gente sabe |
Que son remariwanos |
(Hijo, no quieres irte conmigo pal rancho? Vamos pal rancho) (you dad are you |
crazy?) |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Que nos vayamos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Aquí es donde he nacido |
Aquí es donde he crecido |
No quiero ir a México porque esta muy aburrido |
Muchacho atarantao |
No sabes lo que dices |
Aya’stan tus afueros |
Aya’stan tus raíces |
Ya nos’te molestando |
No ve que’stoy jugando |
Con ese PlayStation te la pasas webiniando |
Cuando yo tenía tu edad |
Ya andaba yo sembrando |
Deje de interrumpirme |
Que no ve que’stoy ganando |
Ya bajale a tu radio que quero descansar |
Mañana muy temprano tengo que trabajar |
Esa bola de prietos |
No se que’stan cantando |
A veces hasta pienso que me la’stan rayando |
Todos’tan bien mentones |
Con sus cadenas de oro |
En el surco yo quisiera |
Verlos llenos de lodo |
Los tiempos han cambiado |
Es lo que’sta peinando |
Y se llama rap lo que estamos escuchando |
Ya no me de carria que ya me’stoy cansando |
Y yo a sus hilerias nunca le ando criticando |
Ya siéntate a comer |
Hay frijoles en la mesa |
No tengo ganas de’so |
Yo quero una hamburguesa |
Eso no te hace bien |
Es pura cochinada |
Entonces quero pizza |
O un burrito de azada |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna ni la ley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
Vamonos pal rancho |
I don’t wanna me haley |
(Aquí nadie entiende, nadie comprende) |
Yo ya me voy pal rancho |
Ando muy awitao |
Porque aquí en este norte parece que estoy pintao |
Voy a sembrar mi tierra |
A cuidar el ganao |
Entiende más un burro |
Que’ste mendigo chulao |
(translation) |
(There's him going maceton boy open his snout, have |
If that's how you catch the wave, there's you in your language so you'll understand |
Let's see if that's how he catches the wave, boy) |
(There's him going maceton boy open his snout, have |
If that's how you catch the wave, there's you in your language so you'll understand |
Let's see if that's how he catches the wave, boy) |
look boy |
You ignore me |
Scolding you the whole day I spend it |
turn off that device |
it's making me desperate |
That beggar music of dogs barking |
You don't help around the house |
you don't want to work |
And you're not even good at studying (you're not even good for that) |
you are no longer scolding |
Everything annoys you |
the music i listen to |
The clothes I'm wearing |
with whom I hang out |
What's what I do |
It makes me want to see me as your slave |
that you dress decent |
I have always dreamed of it |
And with those pants it looks like you're shitting |
Since your hair grows |
And do your hair decent |
So the hair as you walk |
you look criminal |
Nothing seems to you and you know nothing of fashion |
Walking bald to rapa is what raffles time |
With my wangos pants |
dark skinned |
you are flank |
I don't want you to get together |
with those wandajones |
That ball of lazy people who are all bald |
all beckoning |
Hand tattoos |
all the people know |
What are Remariwans? |
(Son, don't you want to go to the ranch with me? Let's go to the ranch) (you dad are you |
crazy?) |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
This is where I was born |
this is where i grew up |
I don't want to go to Mexico because it's too boring |
giddy boy |
You do not know what you say |
Aya'stan your outskirts |
Aya'stan your roots |
We are already bothering you |
You don't see that I'm playing |
With that PlayStation you spend your webinar |
when i was your age |
I was already planting |
stop interrupting me |
That you don't see that I'm winning |
Now lower your radio that I want to rest |
I have to work very early tomorrow |
That ball of tights |
I don't know what they're singing |
Sometimes I even think that they are scratching me |
All'so well chins |
With their golden chains |
In the groove I would like |
See them full of mud |
The time has changed |
It's what's combing |
And what we are listening to is called rap |
I no longer care because I'm getting tired |
And I to her rows of her I never criticize her |
Now sit down to eat |
There are beans on the table |
I don't feel like'so |
I want a hamburger |
That doesn't do you any good |
It's pure shit |
so i want pizza |
Or a hoe burrito |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't want nor the law |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
Let's go to the ranch |
I don't wanna me haley |
(Here nobody understands, nobody understands) |
I'm going to the ranch |
I'm very excited |
Because here in this north it seems that I am painted |
I'm going to sow my land |
To take care of the cattle |
understands more a donkey |
What a cool beggar |