Tego Calderón — Chota Chota song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Chota Chota" by Tego Calderón.
Lyrics
Malos tiempos…
Yo no quiero…
Aunque me traigan de satino…
Ángel divino…
Es que no quiero en mi camino…
La fatalidad…
Deja el llantén
Aguanta lo que te den
Te lo dije, men
Y como quiera tu
Cooperaste con fiscalia, mala tuya, no mía
Sabias lo que venia, aja, jaja…
Estas mal
Déjate llevar carnal
Te van a dar
Y al lao mío no te puedes parar
No están to’s los que son
Ni son to’s los que están
Te acabaste de ganar más tiros que Afganistán
Te toca, tu situación es penosa
Ayer narcotraficante
Te creías la gran cosa
Comías niños crudos con la boca
No aguantaste la presión, soplón
Ahora eres chota
¿Quienes son los buenos?
¿Quienes son los malos?
Depende del cristal con que miramos
La gente que mucho aparentan se calientan
Porque han hecho pa’l ventas
Creen que amedrentan
Sí hay sí, existen pa’l, esto no es mentira
Pa' mi que cantan como Shakira
Mira, y sin cojones me tiene si anda en Mercedes
O si limpiarte el culo con billetes de cien puedes
No saques furia si no te atreves
Eso es lo tuyo eres confidente, y eso te duele
Tu estilo pasó de moda como las cadenas en soga
A quién carajo crees que sugestiona
Chota, chota bicho comes como cosa loca
Yo soy la gota que desborda la copa
Pa' ti no hay zetas, libretas, ni pesetas
_____________ ni ocho el escamoso mala mañoso
Jaja, no me hables de negocios
Yo no soy, ni fui, ni seré tu socio
A to' switche siempre y cuando no me perjudiques
Date un pique antes de que mi partner te identifique
Si lo deseas, aquí muere la cosa
Después no pidas perdón como Santa Rosa
Pa' la fosa, por abrir tu sucia boca
Tendrás nueva dirección 7 pies bajo mis botas
Me paro en seco, como le meto, como le meto
Pecho a la vida sin usar chaleco
Oye, nadie me ___________ con quien intervenga
Guardia Nacional, papo, recuerda
Sin dar _____________, ni mucho homenaje
Aunque si uno no se alaba, no hay quien lo alabe
Cogelo suave, soy el dueño de la clave
Oye, suelta la paloma si ya cogiste el mensaje
Sí hay sí, existen pa’l, esto no es mentira
Pa' mi que cantan como Shakira
Mira, y sin cojones me tiene si anda en Mercedes
O si limpiarte el culo con billetes de cien puedes
No saques furia si no te atreves
Eso es lo tuyo eres confidente, y eso te duele
Chota, chota…
Bicho comes como cosa loca…
¿DJ Dicky, quien dijo miedo?
«No Fear»…
Tego Calderón, el Abayarde
Nos fuimos en grande…
A mi no me molesta…
Oye pa' que mangues…
Lyrics translation
Bad times…
I don't want to…
Even if they bring me satin…
Divine angel…
I just don't want in my way…
Fatality…
Stop crying
Take what they give you
I told you, men.
And as you wish
You cooperated with the prosecutor's office, your bad, not mine.
You knew what was coming, haha, haha…
You're wrong.
Get carried away carnal
They'll give you
And to my lao you can't stop
They're not to's who they are
Nor are they to's who are
You just won more shots than Afghanistan.
It's your turn, your situation is pitiful
Yesterday drug trafficker
You thought you were the big deal.
You ate raw kids with your mouth
You couldn't handle the pressure, snitch.
You're a bitch now.
Who are the good guys?
Who are the bad guys?
It depends on the glass we're looking at
People who look very hot
Because they have made PA'l sales
They think they frighten
Yes there are yes, there are pa'l, this is no lie
Pa ' mi who sing like Shakira
Look, he's got no balls on me if he's in a Mercedes.
Or if you wipe your ass with hundred bucks you can
Don't get angry if you don't dare
That's your thing. you're a confidant, and that hurts.
Your style went out of fashion like the chains on a rope
Who the fuck do you think he's suggesting?
Chota, Chota bug you eat like crazy thing
I am the drop that overflows the cup
Pa'ti there are no zetas, librettes, nor pesetas
_____________ nor eight the scaly evil crafty
Haha, don't talk to me about business
I am not, nor was I, nor will I be your partner
A to ' switche as long as you don't harm me
Take a pique before my partner identifies you
If you wish, here dies the thing
Then don't ask for forgiveness like Santa Rosa
Pa ' La Fossa, for opening your dirty mouth
You'll get new address 7 feet under my boots
I stand dry, as I put it, as I put it
Chest to life without wearing vest
Hey, nobody me ___________ with whom to intervene
National Guard, papo, remember
Without giving _____________, not much tribute
Although if one does not praise himself, there is no one who praises him
Take it easy, I own the key
Hey, drop the pigeon if you already got the message.
Yes there are yes, there are pa'l, this is no lie
Pa ' mi who sing like Shakira
Look, he's got no balls on me if he's in a Mercedes.
Or if you wipe your ass with hundred bucks you can
Don't get angry if you don't dare
That's your thing. you're a confidant, and that hurts.
Chota, chota…
You beast eat like crazy thing…
DJ Dicky, who said fear?
"No Fear»…
Tego Calderon, the Abayarde
We went big…
It doesn't bother me.…
Hey, man.…