Translation of the song lyrics Fuck Competi - Marcianos Crew, Barderos

Fuck Competi (original)

A mi me gusta la droga mas que comer papito
Por eso me la pego desde chiquito
En el barrio de Gerli, criao en la esquina
Ya todos los saben se la di a tu piba
Y si, ¿qué me va a decir?
Ayer me pidió foto y hoy me quiere discutir, papi
Aca no vamo a competir, papi
Mejor se me va a dormir
Somo lo rapero ma rapero de tu barrio
Por el barrio mando freestyle con la puta voy al barrio
TRRA, esa no te la sabias
La gano de noche, me dura unos días
Alcohol y comida, yo sigo en la mía
A nadie le compro a mi nadie me fía
Fuck la policía, vos y tu grupo de mentira, andan pispeando la movida para mi
son to ortivas
Ellos no son trap, ma' nigga (Nah)
Ellos no son rap, ma' nigga (Nah)
Ellos no son na', ma' nigga
Marcianos, los Bardero$ tenes que bancar la gira
A mi siempre me hace bien lo que a otros le hace mal
Por eso nunca termino en algún hospital
Yo siempre estoy dando vueltas como un animal
Enseñándole al correcamino a caminar
¿Cómo pensar en otra cosa que no sea la droga?
Hace 10 años que es mi novia, se acerca la boda
Por eso siempre me acompaña para cualquier zona
No quiere que yo la comparta, ni la deje sola
Cuando me castiga, tomo un té de manzanilla
Y la dejo con su padre peruano y en la villa
Mucho rappa en Argentina que habla poco y brilla
Yo sigo después del Marciano y Ricky Maravilla
¿Así que nos va a decir que ya no sepa yo?
Si en nuestro show le meto lleca el flow lo mete C.R.O
Entonces como vamo a competir con vo
Yo ya pase de eso hace mucho gracias a dios
Droga pa', sin piedad entro al track baby
Sombra black, en zigzag, give a fuck, baby
Tiran mal, baby
Juegan mal, baby
Puro clack a su rap como
So crazy, acá ya no vamos a competir, mami
Tengo droga para repartir, mami
Nose porque usted me estaba tirando a mi
Sin fin, el king, con swing
¡Ey bitch!
Bebí siendo tu ultraje
Hijos de puta desquiciados con coraje
¿Que traje?
¡Que traje!
Mierda pa' tu engranaje
Subiendo para arriba solo para que ellos bajen
¡Ey papas!
Si esa puta lo pide le doy mas, ¿de qué vas?
Hablando de esa mierda no engañas, dale gas

Fuck Competi (translation)

I like drugs more than eating daddy
That's why I hit it since I was little
In the Gerli neighborhood, I grew up on the corner
Everyone already knows, I gave it to your girl
And yes, what is he going to tell me?
Yesterday he asked me for a photo and today he wants to argue with me, daddy
We are not going to compete here, daddy
I better go to sleep
We are the rapper, the rapper of your neighborhood
For the neighborhood I send freestyle with the bitch I go to the neighborhood
TRRA, you didn't know that
I win it at night, it lasts me a few days
Alcohol and food, I'm still on mine
I buy from nobody, nobody trusts me
Fuck the police, you and your group of lies, they are spying on the move for me
they are to ortive
They are not trap, ma' nigga (Nah)
They are not rap, ma' nigga (Nah)
They are not na', ma' nigga
Martians, the Bardero$ you have to bank the tour
What is bad for others is always good for me
That's why I never end up in some hospital
I'm always running around like an animal
Teaching the roadrunner to walk
How to think of anything other than the drug?
She has been my girlfriend for 10 years, the wedding is coming up
That's why he always accompanies me to any area
She doesn't want me to share her, or leave her alone
When he punishes me, I drink chamomile tea
And I leave her with her Peruvian father and in the villa
A lot of rappa in Argentina that speaks little and shines
I follow after Marciano and Ricky Maravilla
So he's going to tell us that I don't know anymore?
If in our show I put the flow in, C.R.O puts it in
So how are we going to compete with you?
I already passed that a long time ago thank God
Drug pa', mercilessly I enter the track baby
Shadow black, zigzag, give a fuck, baby
They shoot badly, baby
They play bad, baby
Pure clack to his rap like
So crazy, here we are no longer going to compete, mommy
I have drugs to distribute, mommy
I don't know why you were fucking me
Endless, the king, with swing
Hey bitch!
I drank being your outrage
Motherfuckers deranged with courage
I brought?
I brought!
Shit for your gear
Climbing up only for them to come down
Hey potatoes!
If that bitch asks for it, I'll give her more, what are you up to?
Talking about that shit you don't cheat, give it gas