Lyrics Callejero Fino – ATR

ATR Lyrics – Callejero Fino

Singer: Callejero Fino
Title: ATR

Aja, yeah
Aja, yeah
Aja, yeah
Aja… Yeah

Siete dos tre’
Pa’ que te acordé’ hoy, mañana y siempre guachín
Esto e’ pa’ vo’ y pa’ nadie má’, dice
No estoy para pregunta’, no estoy para respuesta’

Estoy para hacer lo que ellos no hacen y les molesta
Todos son los primeros pero se ve que les cuesta
Mi flow es agravado y lo graban para hacer muestras
Decime qué se siente ya no tener más gеnte

Que vas a perdеr los dientes y no te quieren tu’ parientes
Que cambiaste amistades por mantener a clientes
Que tu mejor amigo tiene a tu chica caliente
Tu [puta] no te quiere porque el padre le miente

Ya nadie te respeta porque cambiás de repente
Hablas mal de los demás, superá tu coeficiente
La calle a mí me ama y te quieren tener de frente
Pa’ que cantes tus cancione’ pero mucho más fuerte

Por mí no te preocupes, capaz que tenés suerte
Vas a ver un amigo o sino sacá’ tu muerte
Vas a ver un amigo [o sino sacá’ tu muerte
Me-Me-Me conocés de la calle

¿Por qué te haces el vivo?
Cualquiera se hace el bueno si al lado tiene padrino
Pero no te salvan ni ello’, ni que seas el elegido
Y lo digo con orgullo, siempre en todas mis cancione’

No soy mala persona, tomé mala’ decisiones
Cantidad de enemigos como de reproducciones
Y muy pocos amigos [como mi mujer tacones
Porque estamos en el barrio

Bobo, no nace’ astuto, te merecé’ par de bife’ por creerte que sos astuto
Por hablar de mi familia, la tuya va a estar de luto
Por hablar de mi familia, la tuya va a estar de luto
¿Querés saber que es sin pan en la calle o instrumental?

Que los parto a siome’ y se quieren re matar
Para vo’ hay una banda porque te portaste mal
Re quebraste en taquería, ¿Qué te espera en un penal?
Ojalá nunca te toque porque vas a sufrir

Vos no sos de la calle, vos no tené’ berretín
Vas a aplaudir como foca y te van a tener a mil
Hacelo con tu mamá [Aunque su hijo es re gil
No me hago el tumbero si es que estuve encerrado

Lo que pasa es que sos re puti y te sentís re zarpado
Tenés que andar con muchos, los cordones atados
Que las traiciones se pagan y no con plata, gilado
Tengo el pecho preparado para todos tus disparos

Abrazarla a mamá y decirle “Yo te amo”
Con esto’ pillo’ gatillo, estate bien preparado
Que tu foto está en un cuadro y están listos los ramos
Estás re perseguido, te hacen mal esos gramos

Se nota que está cortada, como tu vida gusano
Ya no te haces el chorro, ya no andas por el barrio
Porque hablaste de sicario’ y te buscan los sicario’
Rezate tres “CF nuestro” y ponete un rosario

Tu boca y tu horario es falso aunque flashees ordinario
Que yo no te tengo miedo aunque vos ande’ con varios
Para salir corriendo porque son todos rotario’
Lo que digo lo banco, yo no estoy refugiado

Saben que voy a salir y están todos asustado’
Como te crucé en La Lama puedo cruzarte en tus pagos
Que yo ando ATR por acá y por todos lados
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ATR – English Translation

AJA, Yeah.
AJA, Yeah.
AJA, Yeah.
Aja … yeah.

Seven two tre ‘
Pa ‘that I remembered’ today, tomorrow and always guachin
This e ‘pa’ vo ‘and pa’ nobody else ‘, says
I’m not for question, ‘I’m not for response’

I’m here to do what they do not do and it bothers them
Everyone is the first but it looks like it costs them
My flow is aggravated and they record it to make samples
Tell me what it feels like no longer

That you go to lose your teeth and do not want you your ‘relatives
That you changed friendships for keeping customers
That your best friend has your hot girl
Your [f#cking] does not love you because the father lies

And nobody respects you because you suddenly change
You speak badly from others, you will surpass your coefficient
The street loves me and they want to have you in front
Pa ‘that sing your song’ but much stronger

For me do not worry, capable that you have luck
You will see a friend or but take ‘your death
You’re going to see a friend [or but your death
ME-ME-YOU KNOW TO THE STREET

Why are you doing the alive?
Anyone becomes the good if next door has a godfather
But do not save you or it ‘, nor that you are the chosen
And I say it with pride, always in all my song ‘

I’m not a bad person, I took bad ‘decisions
Number of enemies like reproductions
And very few friends [like my woman heels
Because we are in the neighborhood

Bobo, no ‘astute, I deserved’ pair of Bife ‘for believing that you are astute
For talking about my family, yours is going to be mourning
For talking about my family, yours is going to be mourning
Do you want to know that it is without bread on the street or instrumental?

That I deliver them to FAITH ‘AND YOU WANT TO KILL
For VO ‘there is a band because you behaved badly
Re Quebraste in Taquería, what awaits you in a penalty?
I hope you will never touch you because you are going to suffer

You are not from the street, you did not have ‘beretin
You are going to applaud as a seal and they will have you a thousand
Do it with your mom [although her son is re gil
I do not make my tater if I was locked up

What happens is that you are re puti and you feel re sailed
You have to walk with many, the cords tied
That betrayals are paid and not with silver, yarn
I have the chest prepared for all your shots

Hug her and tell her “I love you”
With this ‘Rado’ trigger, be well prepared
That your photo is in a painting and the bouquets are ready
You are pursuing, you do wrong those grams

It shows that it is cut, as your life worm
You do not make the jet anymore, you’re no longer around the neighborhood
Because you talked about Sicario ‘and look for the Sicario’
Rezate three “CF ours” and put a rosary

Your mouth and your schedule is false although ordinary flashes
That I am not afraid of you even if you are ‘with several
To run running because they are all rotary ‘
What I say the bank, I’m not refugee

They know what I’m going to leave and are all scared ‘
As I crossed you in the lama I can cross you on your payments
That I walk around here and everywhere
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Lyrics Callejero Fino – ATR

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