Translation of the song lyrics El OG - Miky Woodz

El OG (original)

Terricolas on the beat
El OG the album
Yeh
Ey;
ey, ey, ey
'Taba en escasé' y ahora tengo de má'
Skr, what you say (let's get it)
Lo malo no me cae atrá'
Preguntan por qué y digo «Por no estar pendiente a lo' demá'»
A mí no me hablen de puta' ni de fama (no no)
Mejor dime cuánto chavo' yo me voa' buscar esta semana (yeah yeah)
La fama hoy está aquí, puede que no esté mañana
Y a la' puta' le' meto un ratito y despué' se la' paso al pana
El OG, el OG, el OG, ey, ey
El OG (me convertí en to' lo que quise, lo que quise)
El OG, el OG, el OG, ey, ey
El OG (no no' mezclamo' con lo' grise', con lo' grise')
El OG, el OG, el OG, ey (money over bitche')
El OG
Trabajé, nunca mamé (nunca mamé)
Roncarme, no way
No soy de la, pero soy tigre como lo' de Licey (you know it)
Date un break, suelta la película 'e Scarface (yeah)
Que el Fly, primero que Jordan, lo hizo Dr. J (you know it)
Every day
Tú los ves y juran que son Snickers y los hijueputas no llegan ni a Milky Way,
uh (fuck you nigga)
Cabrones, no hablen mierda 'e mí
Que ya mismo estoy en un penthouse y no veo ningún hater desde aquí
Las de ayer te dio el release (yeh yeh)
A los falsos, le doy delete
Peliculeros en mi ganga, no entran ni con ID
Me engancho unas Balenciagas pa' to’as las reunione'
Dime quien se opone, sí
Millonaria son to’as mis conecciones, ey ey
Nací pa' ser la estrella escribiendo punchline
Si tu flow fuera un banco, tus tarjetas dan decline
Miky Woodz (you feel me?)
Ey;
ey, ey, ey
'Taba en escasé' y ahora tengo de má'
Skr, what you say (let's get it)
Lo malo no me cae atrá'
Preguntan por qué y digo «Por no estar pendiente a lo' demá'»
A mí no me hablen de puta' ni de fama (no no)
Mejor dime cuánto chavo' yo me voa' buscar esta semana (yeah yeah)
La fama hoy está aquí, puede que no esté mañana
Y a la' puta' le' meto un ratito y despué' se la' paso al pana
El OG, el OG, el OG, ey, ey
El OG (me convertí en to' lo que quise, lo que quise)
El OG, el OG, el OG, ey, ey
El OG (no no' mezclamo' con lo' grise', con lo' grise')
El OG, el OG, el OG, ey (money over bitche')
El OG
Trabajé, nunca mamé (nunca mamé)
Roncarme, no way
No soy de la, pero soy tigre como lo' de Licey (you know it)
No me copmaren, como yo no existe niguno (ninguno)
Nobody like me, (me, nobody)
Problemas, homb’e no
Pero el último que trató 'e jugar con fuego se quemó
Los OG, aquí nosotro' no capeamo' feca, nigga (los OG)
Invicto cabrón, pero rapeando, ni se diga
Aquí to’s trabajamo' en equipo flow las hormigas
Pa' seguir buscándonos el peso hasta que Dios nos diga (no es así de sencillo,
ven hazlo tú)
No es la ropa, es el piquete, men
¿Frontearme quién?
what?
Si me clavo a Barbie le mata a Ken
Tu flow 'tá pa' tiempo 'e los parties en Arena Pier 10 (you know my name)
No vo’a darte los do' en la Polo feca Philip Plein (prr)
El Og, ey
I’m done
El OG the album
OG gang, gang gang
Miky Woodz
La Asociación de los 90 Piketes, cabrón
No capeamos feca never
Pichyboyz, Skaary, what up?
Gold2 Latin Music, nigga

El OG (translation)

Terricolas on the beat
The OG the album
Yeh
Hey;
Hey Hey hey
'I was in short supply' and now I have more'
Skr, what you say (let's get it)
The bad does not fall behind me
They ask why and I say «For not paying attention to the 'other'"
Don't talk to me about a bitch or about fame (no no)
Better tell me how much guy I'm going to look for this week (yeah yeah)
Fame is here today, it may not be tomorrow
And I put the 'whore' for a little while and then 'I pass it on to the corduroy
The OG, the OG, the OG, hey, hey
The OG (I became everything I wanted, what I wanted)
The OG, the OG, the OG, hey, hey
The OG (we don't 'mix' with the 'grise', with the 'grise')
The OG, the OG, the OG, hey (money over bitche')
the OG
I worked, I never sucked (I never sucked)
Snoring, no way
I'm not from her, but I'm a tiger like Licey's (you know it)
Take a break, drop the movie 'e Scarface (yeah)
That the Fly, before Jordan, was made by Dr. J (you know it)
Cada dia
You see them and swear they're Snickers and the motherfuckers don't even make it to Milky Way,
uh (fuck you nigga)
Bastards, don't talk shit 'and me
That right now I'm in a penthouse and I don't see any haters from here
The ones from yesterday gave you the release (yeh yeh)
To the false ones, I give delete
Peliculeros in my gang, they don't even enter with ID
I wear some Balenciagas for all the meetings
Tell me who opposes, yeah
Millionaire are all my connections, hey hey
I was born to be the star writing punchline
If your flow were a bank, your cards decline
Miky Woodz (you feel me?)
Hey;
Hey Hey hey
'I was in short supply' and now I have more'
Skr, what you say (let's get it)
The bad does not fall behind me
They ask why and I say «For not paying attention to the 'other'"
Don't talk to me about a bitch or about fame (no no)
Better tell me how much guy I'm going to look for this week (yeah yeah)
Fame is here today, it may not be tomorrow
And I put the 'whore' for a little while and then 'I pass it on to the corduroy
The OG, the OG, the OG, hey, hey
The OG (I became everything I wanted, what I wanted)
The OG, the OG, the OG, hey, hey
The OG (we don't 'mix' with the 'grise', with the 'grise')
The OG, the OG, the OG, hey (money over bitche')
the OG
I worked, I never sucked (I never sucked)
Snoring, no way
I'm not from her, but I'm a tiger like Licey's (you know it)
Do not copy me, like me there is no one (none)
Nobody like me, (me, nobody)
Problems, man no
But the last one who tried to play with fire got burned
The OGs, here we're not capeamo' feca, nigga (the OGs)
Undefeated bastard, but rapping, don't even say it
Here we all work as a team flow the ants
To keep looking for the weight until God tells us (it's not that simple,
come do it yourself)
It's not the clothes, it's the picket, man
Front me who?
que?
If I nail Barbie, she kills Ken
Your flow is for the time of the parties at Arena Pier 10 (you know my name)
I'm not going to give you the do' in the Polo feca Philip Plein (prr)
The Og, hey
I'm done
The OG the album
OG gang, gang gang
Miky Woodz
The Association of 90 Piketes, motherfucker
We do not weather feca never
Pichyboyz, Skaary, what up?
Gold2 Latin Music, nigga