INTRO TERMINATOR Lyrics English Translation by Yung Beef
Yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, this is for the streets, EL PLUGGG 3
EL PLUGGG 3, 3, 3, 3, 3
EL PLUGGG 3
Yung Beef, bitch
Ah
If you’re in that gangsta shit, man, you got my blessing
I followed my own path, I got no competition
I’m not a pig, I fly straight
And you gotta respect me, I don’t need affection
Protecting my family like Terminator
Ey, I stay in cold waters like an alligator (Ah)
In the street life I’m an expert (Yo)
I know how to handle all this (Yo, yo, yo, yo, this is for the streets, EL PLUGGG 3; ah)
You sell a key a month, man, your spot is slow
Eh, I’ve been through all this so the kid can be happy
From the heart, I love the cash, the lean looks like snot
Bitch, here comes the one who goes hard, the one who wrecks your ass
And smacks you in the face, and—
Hold up, Jose, now we gotta say something smart
Kid, think, add a bandana, some braids
Add poverty, ignorance and delinquency
And now put it all on the scale, eat and shit at the same table
Your mama’s in the shit, gangster, clean her up
Dude, she’s not with that, ey
She wants to involve me and doesn’t even know in what (Eh)
Ey, what do you wanna know, my love? I can tell you
If Seko dies, that whole operation splits
Tuesday the 13th, I love when it grows
Those bitches want fame, I want the F’s, ey
To see all my kids grow up
With my girl to take my stress away, and I won’t say it twice
I was playing with the fish
But Anton LaVey shit, you already know, triple six
With drugs I’m a sensei
I’m a demon, I wreck ’em all
I do two lines and I school you in soccer
You’re a Furby, you’re a Funko
The coke is pure, like Junco
On the corner, with two whores watching TeleMundo
In the street, sending cops to the underworld
Bad vibes, you’re bitches, you eat the scraps
And we give the junkies more drugs than what you make
The south of Europe (The south of Europe), the family, the Camorra
Man, I live too fast, I can’t wear the hat
To Marbella and to Andorra, Seco’s always with a whore
And your whore thinks she’s poppy, she’s a snitch (This shit is crazy)
Moving bricks even when there’s no construction
Moving bricks like Bob
Maneuvers with the Benz, sport mode
Yung Beef, bitch
Ey
If you’re in that gangsta shit, man, you got my blessing
I followed my own path, I got no competition
I’m not a pig, I fly straight, I can’t stand the snitches
And you gotta respect me, I don’t need affection
Protecting my family like Terminator
Eh, I stay in cold waters like an alligator
In the street life I’m an expert (-to)
I know how to handle all this (-to)
You sell a key a month, man, your spot is slow
I’ve been through all this so the kid can be happy
From the heart, I love the cash, the lean looks like snot
Bitch, here comes the one who goes hard (Ah)