Translation of the song lyrics Cosa Buena (Regueton Viejo) - Reggaetones

Cosa Buena (Regueton Viejo) (original)

Aja aja yo!
Deja te llevar carnal lo diferente
El abayarde
Tego Calde Dj Black
Mira quien llega, cosa buena
El negro Calde' sin problema
No se apenen
Porque miren este sandungueo es pa' las mujeres
No se alteren ni me fantasmeen
Pa' que se enteren convivo hasta sin papeles
Sino te gusta el bellaqueo no me condene
Datela pal carajo y no me suene
Pa' los gustos los colores
Le canto a los malechores
Y a esos pollitos que se viven mis canciones
Son supuesto reales que na' componen
Que son maleantes pero mañana pueden ser lechones
Mi flow le asusta porque se ajusta
A lo que gusta
Sino lo tengo se busca
Un nuevo sistema
Que la pista llena
Alegría pa' tu cuerpo sin macarena
La cosa se tranca
Ya no hay candanza
Llego el que canta
Y de la silla los levanta
Sin hacer trampa bravo como atlanta
Aquí no escampa
Aguanta que llego grandpa'
Mamazota mueve la palcela olvida las penas
Que lo que traigo es maicena
Dale hasta abajo
Si viras el trago yo pago
Y si te pones fresca te guallo
Ese cayo de solo verte yo fallo
Si como baila chinga hagamos el ensallo
En lo claro vamonos y nos matamos
Sin compromiso acabamos y chekiamo
Echumbarte como un aguacero e mayo
Y dar tabla por ahí pa bajo hasta el desmayo
Galopéame como caballo
Hacer cabo, mucha cintura y te llevo el que te trajo
Mira quien llega, cosa buena
El negro Calde' sin problema
No se apenen
Porque miren este sandungueo es pa' las mujeres
No se alteren ni me fantasmeen
Pa' que se enteren convivo hasta sin papeles
Sino te gusta el bellaqueo no me condenen
Datela pal carajo y no me suenen
Pa' los gustos los colores
Le canto a los malechores
Y a esos pollitos que se viven mis canciones
Son supuesto reales que na' componen
Que son maleantes pero mañana pueden ser lechones
Tego calderón ‘el abayarde'.
Black.
Si tiro duro sufres, si tiro suave lloras
Es que tu eres muy mamao' po' inventar con Calderona
Con dj Black el Aballarde
A fuego en el 2002 pa luego es tarde

Cosa Buena (Regueton Viejo) (translation)

Aha aha me!
Let you carry carnal what is different
the abayarde
Tego Calde Dj Black
Look who's coming, good thing
The black Calde' without problem
don't grieve
Because look at this sandungueo is for women
Do not get upset or fantasize me
So that they find out, I even live without papers
If you don't like the bellaqueo, don't condemn me
Give it to me for hell and don't ring a bell
For the tastes the colors
I sing to malefactors
And to those chicks that live my songs
They are supposedly real that they don't make up
That they are thugs but tomorrow they can be piglets
My flow scares her because she adjusts
to what you like
If I don't have it, I look for it
a new system
that the track is full
Joy for your body without macarena
The thing is stuck
there is no candanza
The one who sings arrived
And from the chair he lifts them
No cheating bravo like Atlanta
It doesn't clear here
Hold on grandpa' arrived
Mamazota moves the palace forgets the sorrows
That what I bring is cornstarch
give it all the way down
If you turn the drink I pay
And if you get fresh I'll fuck you
That fell from just seeing you I failed
If how she dances chinga let's do the salad
In the clear let's go and kill ourselves
Without commitment we finish and chekiamo
Throw you away like a downpour in May
And give a table out there pa low until fainting
gallop me like a horse
Make a cape, a lot of waist and I'll take the one that brought you
Look who's coming, good thing
The black Calde' without problem
don't grieve
Because look at this sandungueo is for women
Do not get upset or fantasize me
So that they find out, I even live without papers
If you don't like bellaqueo, don't condemn me
Give it to me for hell and don't ring a bell
For the tastes the colors
I sing to malefactors
And to those chicks that live my songs
They are supposedly real that they don't make up
That they are thugs but tomorrow they can be piglets
Tego calderón 'the abayarde'.
Black.
If I shoot hard you suffer, if I shoot soft you cry
It is that you are very mamao' po' invent with Calderona
With dj Black el Aballarde
On fire in 2002 for later it's too late