Benny Benni — Eddie Peligro song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Eddie Peligro" by Benny Benni.
Lyrics
Una historia
Un suceso…
Empezó para los 90, nadie le podía cobrar renta
Y tenia pasto, tapa, coca y puntos de venta
Hasta la mierda de caballo, el tipo ponía en venta
Viajaba a New York City, para matar en vestimenta
La figa de la Gucci, parecían dos lingotes
Por el fue que pusieron, la palabra bichote
No le metían feka, ni los guardias más malotes
7 autos, 2 motoras, mansiones y hasta un bote
En exceso, se gozaba los lujos y todo eso
Llevaba las mujeres a la concha baja el queso
Dejo la competencia, más quieta que un yeso
Bajando los medio gramos de 40 y 15 pesos
Es guillado, el nombre de el se oía en todos lados
Cuidado con Eddie Peligro, que el tipo esta volado
Como le tenían miedo, ya le estaba enchuletiado
En todas la transacciones, dejaba uno tirado
Que chereo, por eso mismo le exploto el peo
Hasta Pablo Escobar, le mando a bajar el dedo
Se volvió el más buscado, se lo llevaron los feos
Cuando dieron con el, en una orden de cateo
Le botaron llave, por todos los de desacato
Tenia 20 armas y dos asesinatos
En eso de la cárcel, Eddie era un novato
Y se tranco por todas las veces, que abuso con los tecatos
Historias de calle, que ves a diario
Lo que se vive en el bloque
Cuidado no te esboque
Son bichotes sicarios (x2)
Ya se cumplieron 20 años y no le queda un blin blin
Pero a su sentencia, ya le pusieron fin
Peligro va para la calle, hasta montado en un patín
Pero es el 2015, two thousand fifty
Ya las boinas no se usan, viseras mucho menos
Ahora te dan 200, ni uno más ni uno menos
Dijo que cuando saliera iba para el case sin frenos
Y ya todos los maleantes escucharon el veneno
Peligro va a salir, que todo el mundo se entere
Este es mi caserío, o se unen o se mueren
Para medir fuerza conmigo, tienen que tener cojones
Y los menores de hoy, que están forrados de 3 bolones
Dios te da libre albedrío al camino que tu elijas
Unos viven un par time, otros una vida fija
La muerte es un compromiso, sin darle una sortija
Y a peligro le toco, después de ver a su hija
Que paso cabrón, tu no querías todo el bizcocho
No te dimos break, ni para comerte un chocho
Los tiempos cambiaron, en la calle te los dan
Ya Jordan no juega, ahora es Kevin Duran
Historias de calle, que ves a diario
Lo que se vive en el bloque
Cuidado no te esboque
Son bichotes sicarios (x2)
Como dice Ruben Blades
Hay un millón de historias
Y otras por contar
Esto es Carbon Fiber Music
Lyrics translation
History
Event…
It started in the ' 90s, no one could charge him rent
And it had grass, cap, Coke and outlets
Even horse shit, the guy put up for sale
He was traveling to New York City, to kill in clothing
The Gucci pussy, it looked like two ingots
That's why they put the word bug
They didn't put feka in it, or the baddest guards.
7 Cars, 2 engines, mansions and even a boat
In excess, he enjoyed the luxuries and all that
Brought the women to the low shell the cheese
I leave the competition, quieter than a cast
Lowering the half grams of 40 and 15 pesos
It's guillado, his name was heard everywhere
Watch out for Eddie danger, the guy's blown up.
As they were afraid of him, he was already enticed
In all transactions, I left one lying around
That chereo, that's why I explode his fart
Even Pablo Escobar, I send him to lower his finger
He became the most wanted, the ugly took him
When they hit him, in a search order
He was thrown a key, for all the contempt
He had 20 guns and two murders.
In that prison thing, Eddie was a rookie.
And it was locked for all times, that abuse with the tecatos
Street stories, you see every day
What you live in the block
Careful don't sketch
They are killer bugs (x2)
It's been 20 years and he doesn't have a blin blin left
But his sentence has already been put to an end
Danger goes to the street, even riding on a skateboard
But it's 2015, two thousand fifty
Since Berets are not worn, visors much less
Now they give you 200, not one more, not one less.
He said when he left, he was going to the case without brakes.
And already all the bad guys heard the poison
Danger will come out, let everyone know
This is my cottage, you either join or die
To measure strength with me, you have to have balls
And today's minors, who are lined with 3 bolons
God gives you free will to the path you choose
Some live a couple of times, others a fixed life
Death is a commitment, without giving him a ring
And peril is touched, after seeing his daughter
You didn't want all the cake.
We didn't break you, not even to eat a pussy.
Times have changed, on the street they give them to you
Jordan doesn't play anymore, now it's Kevin Duran
Street stories, you see every day
What you live in the block
Careful don't sketch
They are killer bugs (x2)
As Ruben Blades says
There are a million stories
And others to tell
This is Carbon Fiber Music