Lyrics of Si no, nos Enfadamos - Gordo Master, Keyo

Si no, nos Enfadamos (original)

Si lo que quieres son problems
No me estorbes, piénsatelo bien
Las peleas no nos buenas pero no gustan
Yo tengo un problema si tú lo buscas, ah
Si lo que buscas es sangre
Ponte delante y rézale a tu rey
Piénsalo bien que quieres hermano
Que vamos a lo nuestro si no no' enfadamos
Un joint con Fat Spencer a 40 grado'
Somos buena gente y si no no' enfadamo'
Nos hacemos entender con las mano'
Te dedico es guantón en primer plano
Soy lo más tranquilo que te puedes echa'
Pero en guardia amigo te puedo engancha'
Fekero no pintas na' en pelis de vaquero'
Los malo' se juntan y te dan pa' el pelo
Vale viejo yo te doy un consejo
A estos cabrone' de mala' manténlo' lejo'
La experiencia me da, tengo reflejo'
Ganamos con la edad como el ron añejo
Son de la ciudad y creen que pueden perseguirno'
Porque nuestro rap va mucho más fino
Se astuto y conserva lo' piño'
En tres minutos está' corriendo como un niño
Si lo que quieres son problems
No me estorbes, piénsatelo bien
Las peleas no nos buenas pero no gustan
Yo tengo un problema si tú lo buscas, ah
Si lo que buscas es sangre
Ponte delante y rézale a tu rey
Piénsalo bien que quieres hermano
Que vamos a lo nuestro si no no' enfadamos
Doy tortas como panes, grandes como elefantes
Reviento al contrincante sin guantes
Con solo cerrar el puño ya estás cambiando el semblante
El guerrero en cada track es como Huracán Carter
Mi música impacta en la boca del que pía
Me llaman Fat Spencer, cobra hasta el policía
El kinki es kinki hasta el final de sus día'
Sin trapis tranqui trayendo esta jauría
La melodía del barrio, yo sé pa' lo que valgo
Yo lucho por lo mío y por lo de to’s mis hermanos
Sin recargo, sin pedirles nada a cambio
Sé quiénes son mis bros y lo que no lo llevái' claro
Alargo tu agonía siempre que lo pueda hacer
Siempre sé que voy a vencer, actúo sin cobardía
Siempre está el que va de rey, no tengo ley
Vengo con el Keyence Hill volviendo caras del revés
Si lo que quieres son problems
No me estorbes, piénsatelo bien
Las peleas no nos buenas pero no gustan
Yo tengo un problema si tú lo buscas, ah
Si lo que buscas es sangre
Ponte delante y rézale a tu rey
Piénsalo bien que quieres hermano
Que vamos a lo nuestro si no no' enfadamos

(translation)

If what you want are problems
Don't get in my way, think about it
The fights are not good but we don't like them
I have a problem if you look for it, ah
If what you are looking for is blood
Stand in front and pray to your king
think about it what you want brother
That we go to ours if we don't get angry
A joint with Fat Spencer at 40 degrees'
We are good people and if we don't we don't get angry
We make ourselves understood with our hands
I dedicate to you this glove in the foreground
I'm the calmest thing you can throw'
But on guard friend I can hook you'
Fekero you don't paint anything in cowboy movies
The bad guys get together and give you pa' hair
Ok old man I'll give you some advice
Keep these bad bastards far away
The experience gives me, I have reflection'
We win with age like aged rum
They are from the city and they think they can chase us'
Because our rap goes much finer
Be cunning and keep the 'piño'
In three minutes he's 'running like a child
If what you want are problems
Don't get in my way, think about it
The fights are not good but we don't like them
I have a problem if you look for it, ah
If what you are looking for is blood
Stand in front and pray to your king
think about it what you want brother
That we go to ours if we don't get angry
I give cakes like loaves, big as elephants
I blow up the opponent without gloves
Just by closing your fist you are already changing the face
The warrior on every track is like Hurricane Carter
My music hits the mouth of the one who chirps
They call me Fat Spencer, charge up the cop
The kinki is kinki until the end of his days'
No trapis calm down bringing this pack
The melody of the neighborhood, I know what I'm worth for
I fight for mine and for all my brothers
No surcharge, without asking for anything in return
I know who my bros are and what they don't have, it's clear
I lengthen your agony as long as I can
I always know that I will win, I act without cowardice
There is always the one who goes king, I have no law
I come with the Keyence Hill turning faces upside down
If what you want are problems
Don't get in my way, think about it
The fights are not good but we don't like them
I have a problem if you look for it, ah
If what you are looking for is blood
Stand in front and pray to your king
think about it what you want brother
That we go to ours if we don't get angry