Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cosas Que Pasan, artist - El Chojin. Album song Cosas Que Pasan, Que No Pasan Y Que Deberían Pasar, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.04.2009
Record label: Bombos
Song language: Spanish
Cosas Que Pasan(original) |
Cuando le capturamos |
Pensé que le iba a dar algo |
No paraba de moverse gritando: |
— ¡No sabéis con quien estáis tratando! |
Dejadme ahora mismo, dejadme, ¡dejadme! |
Si claro, já |
Saco la cabeza, buga, cristales tintados |
Dos horas de carretera, llegamos |
No es que me guste hacer lo que hago pero está bien pagado |
Y en el fondo es como cualquier trabajo |
Le sacamos del coche, le llevamos abajo |
Le atamos en una silla, ya sabes de pies y manos |
Ahora vas a escucharnos, fuera saco |
Esto te va a doler tío, espero que estés preparado |
— Pero, pero ¿pero porque a mí? |
¡si yo no he hecho nada! |
Me encanta esa pregunta y contestar: |
— Ey, cosas que pasan |
Jack Bauer y Bond son unas nenazas |
Vas a ver lo que es el dolor, coge mis tenazas |
¿El resto? |
no es cuestión de recrearse en el sufrimiento ajeno |
Pero, hicimos un trabajo bueno |
Cuando os pregunten: |
— ¿Que fue del rap de gorra pa un lao? |
Decid que está muerto y su cuerpo enterrado en el desierto |
Cosas que pasan, ey, cosas que pasan |
(translation) |
when we captured him |
I thought she was going to give him something |
She kept moving screaming: |
"You don't know who you're dealing with!" |
Leave me right now, leave me, leave me! |
Yes of course, ha |
I stick my head out, buga, tinted windows |
Two hours of road, we arrived |
It's not that I like doing what I do but it's well paid |
And basically it's like any job |
We get him out of the car, we take him downstairs |
We tied him to a chair, you know about his hands and feet |
Now you're going to listen to us, get out sack |
This is going to hurt man, I hope you're prepared |
— But, but why me? |
if I have not done anything! |
I love that question and answer: |
— Hey, things that happen |
Jack Bauer and Bond are hotties |
You're going to see what pain is, take my pliers |
The rest? |
It is not a matter of recreating yourself in the suffering of others |
But, we did a good job |
When they ask you: |
—What happened to rap for a cap for a lao? |
Say he is dead and his body is buried in the desert |
Things that happen, hey, things that happen |