Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song El Cambumbo (Regueton Viejo) , by - Reggaetones. Song from the album Reggaeton Old School 2 (Regueton Vieja Escuela), in the genre РеггетонEl Cambumbo (Regueton Viejo)(original) |
| Llegó el cambumbo |
| El cambumbo a las balas sin rumbo |
| Pa' los que se pican cada vez que zumbo |
| El que sirve sirve, el que vale vale, y el que no, no vale |
| Tú sabes, jeje |
| Tego Calde´ |
| Las ganas tuyas 'e cantar más que yo |
| Con mi producción loco, te humillo |
| A la puerta del estudio ponle el pestillo |
| Prende la alarma en contra 'e los pillos |
| Es que por ahí hay mucho loquillo |
| Que se enfurecen cuando yo brillo |
| Dicen que tienen más kioskos que el Luquillo |
| Y no han vendí'o ni un cinquillo |
| Con medio pocillo los acribillo |
| Ando siempre solo, sin corillo |
| Soy sencillo, nunca me guillo |
| Afueguillo, y les paso el rastrillo |
| A tu catana suéltale el cabillo |
| Y saca el de’o del gatillo |
| Antes que te fundan el bombillo |
| O que te guarden en el castillo |
| A mi no me hace falta, si tu quieres juégate la carta |
| Compra una pistola, hazte un par de marcas |
| Guillate 'e monstro, vocifera pero mera |
| La calle sabe que eres un pera |
| No me copio, salí con un flow muy propio |
| Al envidioso le quito lo fantasmeoso |
| En el oso mendoso asocia’o somos poderosos |
| Corte 'e mafioso, antecedentes dudosos |
| Sé lo que pasa, sin mucha lata |
| Si te zafas con mi raza te quemo las patas |
| Ni tu ni tu marido ni tu pobre cochinchillo |
| Esto es sencillo pero en grande como Badillo |
| Así que no te metas en camisa de once varas |
| O terminarás en la cruz como Mara |
| O Penélope, problemas evítate |
| No confundas la humildad del Abayarde |
| Lo que tú estás haciendo ahora yo lo hice en el nueve tres |
| Pregunta por ahí si tu no me crees |
| Madura, ni en esta vida ni en la futura me duras |
| Si nos vamos de averdura |
| Hay que ser bruto o estar fumando bazuco |
| Acaso tu no oyes este trabuco? |
| Se creen que saben, puede que los pelos caguen |
| Callejón o musical conmigo no salen |
| A mi no me hace falta, si tu quieres juégate la carta |
| Compra una pistola, hazte un par de marcas |
| Guillate 'e monstro, vocifera pero mera |
| La calle sabe que eres un pera |
| Coo-kee, si ves que huyen esos malditos |
| Es que llego Tego Calderón |
| Saoco de Puerto Rico |
| El Abayarde, el Tego Calde |
| Oye pa' que mangue |
| ¿Qué fue? |
| ¿Qué fue? |
| Papi dime |
| Eyy |
| (translation) |
| Cambumbo has arrived |
| The change to aimless bullets |
| For those who get stung every time I buzz |
| The one that works, the one that works, works, and the one that doesn't, doesn't work |
| you know hehe |
| Tego Calde´ |
| Your desire 'and sing more than me |
| With my crazy production, I humiliate you |
| Put the bolt on the study door |
| Set off the alarm against 'and the rascals |
| It's that there's a lot of loquillo out there |
| They get mad when I shine |
| They say they have more kiosks than Luquillo |
| And they haven't sold a single penny |
| With half a well I riddle them |
| I always walk alone, without corillo |
| I am simple, I never guillo |
| Afueguillo, and I pass them the rake |
| To your katana let go of the hair |
| And take the finger out of the trigger |
| Before they blow your light bulb |
| Or keep you in the castle |
| I don't need it, if you want, play the card |
| Buy a gun, get a couple marks |
| Guillate 'e monstro, shouts but mere |
| The street knows that you are a pear |
| I don't copy myself, I came out with a very own flow |
| From the envious I take away the phantasy |
| In the associated mendoso bear we are powerful |
| Corte 'e mobster, dubious background |
| I know what happens, without much fuss |
| If you get away with my race I'll burn your legs |
| Neither you nor your husband nor your poor piglet |
| This is simple but big like Badillo |
| So don't get into the eleven rod shirt |
| Or you'll end up on the cross like Mara |
| O Penelope, avoid trouble |
| Do not confuse the humility of the Abayarde |
| What you are doing now I did in nine three |
| Ask around if you don't believe me |
| Mature, neither in this life nor in the future will you mature |
| If we go wild |
| You have to be gross or be smoking bazuco |
| Do you not hear this blunderbuss? |
| They think they know, the hairs may shit |
| Alley or musical with me they don't come out |
| I don't need it, if you want, play the card |
| Buy a gun, get a couple marks |
| Guillate 'e monstro, shouts but mere |
| The street knows that you are a pear |
| Coo-kee, if you see those motherfuckers run away |
| Is that Tego Calderón arrived |
| Saoco from Puerto Rico |
| The Abayarde, the Tego Calde |
| Hey pa 'mangue |
| What was it? |
| What was it? |
| daddy tell me |
| hey |