Macacoa 2000 Lyrics English Translation by Rauw Alejandro
Riding in the Cherokee, only the windows tinted black
With the strap without a safety in case I gotta shoot
The weed ran out, damn, gotta turn around
I freak out if there’s nothing to smoke at the club
On alert ’cause the city’s on a hunt
Sirens blaring, the patrol don’t trust
I’m chill, but my boy got rattled
In the trunk the pills and the kilos of O
Damn, Rauw, I got that in the trunk
Damn, bro, for real?
Acho, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
Go ahead, homie, start it up, cut through the right
They won’t catch us, won’t catch us, won’t catch us
If my boy speeds up, take the left
They won’t catch us, won’t catch us, won’t catch us
We glitch the guards, we win again
Order the bottles, tonight we celebrate
The girls asking where we’re headed
They don’t have the same time if we ain’t there, ha
Acho, cut that shit off
Put on some bellaqueo
The owner of the chocha’-cha’-cha’-cha’
I’m on my underground mission
From the mountain we drop to downtown, I’m on the run from my girl, wow
I want a new booty, one of those real tight ones
The girls are turned on, and my crew’s out of control, out of control
She’s glowing, all roads lead
To me splitting her in bed till it’s daytime
Who was the dude that turned on the lights on the corner?
In my pants I got the one that’s hated on
I’m bellaqueando, I don’t wanna see anyone recording
She’s sweating with me, and the high is hitting us hard
I dropped the metal because of that ass
Damn, I didn’t notice ’cause it was dark
She felt it, but she didn’t get scared
‘Cause she’s a gangster just like me
She made her residence in my little house
Just like all the comings were more than thirty
The goal ain’t to arrive, it’s consistency
It’s nine years now changing the trend
Don’t play crazy
I’ll be forever (Y’all know)
My destiny’s already written (Ha, so they can hate)
Another like me they won’t see (We’ve grown, never a follower)
(It ain’t the trend, it’s the legacy, heh)
Let it float like that on any beat (Yeah!)
Tell ’em, Ninow, eh
Ra-Rauw, ey
Rauw Alejandro
Cosa Nuestra: Chapter 0, where it all began
Puerto Rico
Grateful for life to all who started this movement called “reggaeton”
It’s on us to keep representing, keep carrying the flag high
Many come, but few stay
It’s about transcending in music