Lyrics of Siguen Haciendo Ruido - Nicky Jam, Lito

Siguen Haciendo Ruido (original)

A el lo soltaron de la carcel
Y anda como un loco
(Buscando lo suyo)
Fueron dos años innesesarios
Perdiendo chavos
(Por dos pistolas y un octavo)
El no comprende que la calle esta caliente
Y en el punto
Se estan matando algarete
El llega al barrio con el mismo piquete
Y roncando como pa' repaltir fuete
Viejo!
Si ya guisaste, salte!
Que este negocio no se hizo pa jubilarse
Hay muchos locos con necesides
Y si hicistes chavitos
Hermano, pasa la llave
Evita que te limpien el pico
O que a tu hijo lo tiren de un tercer piso
Asi le dice el que la lleva en el barrio
Y por ser menor el no piensa hacerle caso
El le hace buche y retrocede
Se da la vuelta, prende y se va en su mercedez
Por que en mi barrio nada ah cambiado
Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido
Por que en mi barrio los niños lloran
Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido
Por que en mi barrio nada ah cambiado
Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido
Por que en mi barrio las madres lloran
Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido
Me huele que va ah haber velorio
Activaste al combo
Que se acabo el jolgorio
Asi el le dise a kiko
El socio de la vieja escuela
Por quien el mata a cualquiera
Hablando con su vecina
Se entera
De cosas que de preso
Nadie te cuenta!
Ella le dice
Tu mujer es una palga
Y mientras estuviste preso
Le comieron las nalgas
El actua como quien no le importa
Y pa asustarla
Se acomoda la pistola
Ella le dice no es que sea bochinchera
Pero a la larga
Como quiera de esto tu te enteras
Luego le dice que su hijo era de otro
Del chamaquito aquel que le corria el kiosko
Le cambia el rostro y se entera
Que Kiko su pana
Fue el que violo a su hermana
¿ Por que la droga el pasto y el perico
Dia tras dia estan arropando a puerto rico?
El se activa con un peine 30
Se va pal punto
Pa arreglar cuentas
Con actitud de sicario
Y quiere enfrentarse con el que la lleva en el barrio
Pero la tolta se le vira
Cuando ve que el combo del barrio lo pilla en una esquina
Sin dicimulo se arrima kiko
Y le vacia el peine encima
Wooo
Por que en mi barrio nada ah cambiado
Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido
Por que en mi barrio los niños lloran
Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido
Por que en mi barrio nada ah cambiado
Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido
Por que en mi barrio las madres lloran
Y las pistolas, siguen haciendo ruido
(Oye, el negocio de la calle no se hizo pa reinar)
(Por que a los reyes los matan)
(Y los peones se van con el que la lleva)
(Este es Nicky Jam)
((Siguen haciendo ruido!))
(Ya tu sabes!)
(Ya tu sabes como va!)
(Lito MC Cassidy)
((Siguen haciendo ruido!))
(Coje consejo!)
(Que el que coje consejo)
(Llega a viejo)
((Siguen haciendo ruido!))
(Y el que no lo coje, se le fue to!)

(translation)

They released him from jail
And he walks like crazy
(Looking for his own)
It was two unnecessary years
losing kids
(For two pistols and an eighth)
He doesn't understand that the street is hot
and at the point
they are killing algarete
He arrives in the neighborhood with the same picket
And snoring like pa' repaltir fuete
Old!
If you've already cooked, skip!
That this business was not made to retire
There are many crazy people with needs
And if you made little guys
Brother, pass the key
Avoid having your beak cleaned
Or that your son is thrown from a third floor
That's what the guy who takes her to the neighborhood tells her
And because he is younger, he does not intend to pay attention to him
He swishes him and backs away
He turns around, turns on and leaves in his mercy
Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed
And the guns, they keep making noise
Why in my neighborhood children cry
And the guns, they keep making noise
Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed
And the guns, they keep making noise
Because in my neighborhood the mothers cry
And the guns, they keep making noise
It smells like there is going to be a wake
You activated the combo
That the fun is over
That's how he told kiko
The old school partner
For whom he kills anyone
Talking to your neighbor
he finds out
Of things that prisoner
Nobody tells you!
she tells him
your wife is a palga
And while you were imprisoned
they ate his buttocks
He acts like he doesn't care
And to scare her
He adjusts the gun
She tells him it's not that she's a bochinchera
But in the long run
Anyway, you find out about this
Then he tells her that his son belonged to someone else.
From the little boy the one who ran the kiosk
He changes her face and finds out
That Kiko his corduroy
He was the one who raped his sister
Why does he drug the grass and the parakeet
Day after day they are covering Puerto Rico?
He activates with a comb 30
he leaves pal point
to settle accounts
With the attitude of a hit man
And he wants to confront the one who takes her in the neighborhood
But the tolta is turned
When he sees that the neighborhood combo catches him on a corner
Without dicimulus he gets closer kiko
And he empties the comb on her
wow
Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed
And the guns, they keep making noise
Why in my neighborhood children cry
And the guns, they keep making noise
Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed
And the guns, they keep making noise
Because in my neighborhood the mothers cry
And the guns, they keep making noise
(Hey, the business of the street was not made to reign)
(Because kings are killed)
(And the pawns go with the one who takes it)
(This is Nicky Jam)
((They keep making noise!))
(You know!)
(You already know how it goes!)
(Lito MC Cassidy)
((They keep making noise!))
(Take advice!)
(That the one who takes advice)
(gets old)
((They keep making noise!))
(And the one who doesn't take it, he left him!)