Translation of the song lyrics MD MD - Maka, Dellafuente

MD MD (original)

I know that I can’t have it all
But without you I am afraid I’ll fall
I know I’m playing with your heart
And I could treat you better but I’m not that smart
Soy de bolsillo holguero
Vengo de un barrio obrero
Albañil metio' a fontanero
Queremos dinero y no bajar del cielo
Pa' un M3 como el Calero
Se sincero, hablas sin conocerme
Rodeao' de envidia hasta mi muerte
Buscándome la vida sola con la Lyca, los Motorola
Que hablas de calle matao'
Dime a cuantos has secuestrao'
Cuantos tiros has pegao', solo van los mandao'
Eres un machaca ándate con cuidao
Te jode la vida, te joden las ventas
Aquí lo aprendimos con la mano abierta
Respeto pa' toa' las parientas
Que son las que llevan las cuentas
Mandando materia pa' Brighton
Escribiendo las letras en el iPhone
Guillao' de Tyson, Maguila Gorila
Vive en una mansión y parecía lila
Aquí hay soluciones de to' los tamaños
De to' los colores, de esas dos mujeres
Los muertos con flores
No te pongas tacones guapa
Ya sabes que daría la vida por ti
Pero es que ya te la he entregado
Y te molesta que me escriban twits
Pos' ahora me hablan por privado
Pos' ahora me hablan por privado (x4)

MD MD (translation)

I know that I can't have it all
But without you I am afraid I'll fall
I know I'm playing with your heart
And I could treat you better but I'm not that smart
I'm a loose pocket
I come from a working-class neighborhood
Bricklayer got the plumber
We want money and not to come down from the sky
For an M3 like Calero
Be honest, you speak without knowing me
Surrounded by envy until my death
Looking for life alone with the Lyca, the Motorola
What are you talking about calle matao'
Tell me how many have you kidnapped?
How many shots have you hit', only the bosses go'
You are a machaca, be careful
It fucks up your life, it fucks up your sales
Here we learned it with an open hand
Respect for all the relatives
Who are the ones that keep the accounts?
Sending material to Brighton
Typing the lyrics on the iPhone
Guillao' de Tyson, Magilla Gorilla
She lives in a mansion and she looked lilac
Here are solutions of all sizes
Of all the colors, of those two women
The dead with flowers
Don't wear heels pretty
You already know that I would give my life for you
But it is that I have already given it to you
And it bothers you that they write me tweets
Pos' now they talk to me privately
Pos' now they talk to me privately (x4)