Lyrics of Aguantando - Morad

Aguantando (original)

El Vato
El Beny
Que yo nunca he sali’o del ghetto
El ghetto tampoco salió de mí
Hablái' pero solo soy embustero
Así que iro' de aquí
Yo nunca me he creí'o el primero
Eso tú ya lo puede' ver
Me dicen que me gusta el dinero
Pero solo para esconder
Me he ganado solo mi terreno
He corrido pero sin freno'
He evita’o a to’s mis hermano'
Porque ahora estoy en lo bueno
Me he alejado de lo malo
Tengo colega' dando palo'
No son palo' de lo que cuentan
Pero de lo' que llenan la cuenta
Mi colega, el que le robo al hijo de un comisario
Y se tuvo, que fugar del barrio
Por abuso' policiale'
Porque aquí su palabra ya no vale
Que yo nunca he sali’o del ghetto
El ghetto tampoco salió de mí
Hablái' pero solo soy embustero
Así que iro' de aquí
Yo nunca me he creí'o el primero
Eso tú ya lo puede' ver
Me dicen que me gusta el dinero
Pero solo para esconder
(Bye, bye) Aguantando abuso' policiale'
(Talve') Levantándome pa' lo' juzgado'
(Bye, bye) Aguantando charla' de lo' fiscale'
(Talve') Para nunca má' estar encerrado
Que nosotro' nunca éramo' de hacer pella
De estar en rede', de estar en rede'
Pasemo' tarde en comisaría dejando huella'
Cuatro parede', cuatro parede'
Y luego preguntan, to' eso a quién má' le' duele'
Solo familiare', no amistade'
Que el dinero malo, envicia
Abre problema al socio, crea mucha avaricia
Hijo de lo' negocio'
(Bye, bye) Aguantando abuso' policiale'
(Bye, bye) Levantándome pa' lo' juzgado'
(Bye, bye) Aguantando charla' de lo' fiscale'
(Bye, bye) Para nunca má' estar encerrado
(Bye, bye) Aguantando abuso' policiale'
(Bye, bye) Levantándome pa' lo' juzgado'
(Bye, bye) Aguantando charla' de lo' fiscale'
(Bye, bye) Para nunca má' estar encerrado
(Encerrado, encerrado, encerrado)
(Para nunca esta' encerrado, para nunca esta' encerrado)

(translation)

The Vato
The Benny
That I have never left the ghetto
The ghetto didn't leave me either
Talk' but I'm just a liar
So I'll go from here
I have never believed myself the first
You can already see that
They tell me I like money
But only to hide
I have only earned my ground
I have run but without brake'
I have avoided all my brothers'
'Cause now I'm on the good side
I've gotten away from the bad
I have a colleague' giving stick'
They are not stick' of what they say
But of what' they fill the account
My colleague, the one who stole from a sheriff's son
And he had to run away from the neighborhood
For police abuse
Because here his word is no longer valid
That I have never left the ghetto
The ghetto didn't leave me either
Talk' but I'm just a liar
So I'll go from here
I have never believed myself the first
You can already see that
They tell me I like money
But only to hide
(Bye, bye) Enduring police abuse
(Maybe') Getting up for the 'judgment'
(Bye, bye) Enduring talk of the 'fiscal'
(Maybe ') To never be locked up again
That we' were never' to do pella
To be in network', to be in network'
Let's spend 'afternoon at the police station leaving a mark'
Four walls, four walls
And then they ask, who else hurts all of that?
Just familiar', not friendship'
That bad money is addictive
Opens problem to the partner, creates a lot of greed
Son of the 'business'
(Bye, bye) Enduring police abuse
(Bye, bye) Getting up for the 'court'
(Bye, bye) Enduring talk of the 'fiscal'
(Bye, bye) To never be locked up again
(Bye, bye) Enduring police abuse
(Bye, bye) Getting up for the 'court'
(Bye, bye) Enduring talk of the 'fiscal'
(Bye, bye) To never be locked up again
(Locked up, locked up, locked up)
(For you are never locked up, for you are never locked up)