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Escuchar Adios Vidita - Porfirio Ayvar


Letras

Belcha (Los Fabulosos Cadillacs)

Adios Belcha, adios Belcha,
ya nunca más estarás aquí no, no, no, no
coco te confundió, coco te confundió
con una antiparra color gris
nadie pudo ayudar, nadie pudo ayudar
mientras la pobre pataleaba sin parar
al fondo fue a parar, al fondo fue a parar
la pobre parecía terminar.

Murió, se ahogó, se fue,
Murió, se ahogó, se fue,
Murió, se ahogó, se fue,
murió.

Y fue a pisar, y fue a pisar,
a tu gordito le costaba reaccionar,
y comenzó a gritar, y comenzó a gritar
pero la perra no podía contestar
ella de nuevo está acá, ella de nuevo está allá,
parece que volvió a resucitar
él la vuelve a nombrar, yo la vuelvo a nombrar
es un consuelo porque ella ya se fue.

Murió, se ahogó, se fue, (bis)

Cocaine Business (Hysteria) (Noreaga)




featuring Kelis

[Noreaga Verse 1]
Ay yo we was chillin on the low
Yo in Vegas this was at the Magic Show
Had my PNB clothes and my West Coast hoes
Get me at the airport I'm at the MGM
Smoke Swisher Sweets and Zigs and Zags
Drinkin Brandy straight out a tall**glass
They call em Maurice's I'm wit E 40
Mack 10 yo and that nigga W.C.
Yo in the lobby of the hotel it's off the hook
They got no more rooms cause the shit all booked
But last night I'm wit Wesley Snipes
Gettin drunk in Cheetah's just feelin aiight
I had to bounce early though, gotta catch a flight
Told Swizz Beatz give a pound to him and his peeps
I had to bounce in the limo, get somthin to eat
Ay yo, I'm bouncin in the limo gettin somthin to eat
It Go...

[Kelis - Chorus]
Cocaine business controls America
Illegal business causin hysteria (4x)

[Noreaga - Verse 2]
On my way to the airport, the limo drive
And then this cat pulled up in a pure white five
He said he hate me and he wished that I'd die
I rolled the window down and I said what's up
I said ** you, then I rolled the shit back up
I paid it no mind, just drove off tough
And then the driver said to me, yo they followin us
Now I'm a little scared
But I'm still prepared
I'm like one deep wit one gat, nigga I'm here
Then I thought to my self, yo I'm near LaGuardia
Let me cut through the hood and have my niggas just body it up
Have my niggas on the block playin the cut
Call em up, when you see the white five fire it up
At this point I'm poppin shit, knowin I got it
"Come On Mother**er!!!", out the sunroof I yelled
Hopin these niggas still follow me and still don't bail
It go...

[Chorus]

[Pharrell & (Noreaga)]
Ohh(what, wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh
Ohh(what,wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh

[Noreaga - Verse 3]
My niggas was on the block like I planned
They hit the passenger side up and killed his man
I hopped out the limo and just spinned around
Hit the ground, my niggas tried to hit the clown
I said chill, he say he wanna see me die
So let me hit the nigga up, blow him kiss good-bye
Adios!
Now I just gotta be ghost
I gave my niggas a pound, and then I just hand em the toast
The limo driver got scared and tried to bounce on me
And yo besides the heat, I had an ounce on me
Bullet proof vest feelin like an couch on me
I called the hood cab, oh-5, came real fast
I had to bounce real quick, get up off da ave.
And yo mother**er that's what I did
Ay yo, I still hit the airport and caught the flight kid
To all the haters, it don't even matter cause we still got doe

[Chorus til fade]

Propose a Toast (Sporty Thievz)

(To the one who we all love the most)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
This joint is dedicated to everybody dead and gone
Everybody gettin it on
Everybody locked up
Everybody on the curb
Everybody in the struggle
It's gon' be aight
We proposin a toast for all a y'all
This one's for y'all man, for everybody, Yo

I neva know when it's my last shot to hug my pops
A smart, hard workin mechanic, who loved his shop
Always told me he lookin out on what's best for me
And use the best of my descretion on my destiny
And all during this phase, you expected straight A's
I had F's, absences, and thirty late days
I understood you thought about, puttin your son in the car
Dad you know I'm sorry you had to find that gun in my drawer
But why order me, tell me school was top priority
Givin mad hints, thinkin like it's got to more to me
Comin home from work, sometime ya mood was stable
Stressed out, just able to keep food on the table
And the way you handle things was like 'Marlon, I'm here to help'
Moms be like 'I'm yellin for my health wit a belt'
I'm tryna' share this wealth, besides my mom and my girl
I propose this toast to the greatest dad in the world

(Hook) 2x
Propose a toast if they here or not here
All my niggas throw them bottles in the motha**in air
Dead and gone or alive gettin it on
Coast to coast, propose a toast, and God Bless
(We propose a toast to those
All the ones we love the most)

(Wassup Hap, chillin?)
Same ol', same ol'
You know, tryna' turn this block into a volcano
Blow it up!
Sayin though, wassup wit you
How's the crew and mom dukes
(They aight)
True, true
Me, well, you know my moms died
It's aight, go 'head and cry
You get over it as time flies
I did
(Tears slid from his eylid
He got silent, then he said violent)
My mom's is all I had!
Time to pick the clip up, and do stick ups
To cream whip up and somethin's triple up
Been skippin up all nickled up
Neck icecicled up, best part is
Yo, I don't give a **!
Kirk, you still rhymin?
I see you got diamonds
Look like sales is climbin
Nigga, look at you smilin
Kirk before I go, let me give this a cross
At my wake, have my shirt off, and two bottles of Smirnoff
Propose me a toast, I love you, adios

(Hook)

You was that nigga B
And I miss you to death
I couldn't maintain the pain when you left, e'ry breath
A real nigga to the bone, but God called you home
I know you B, know you oversea watchin over me
We became cool when I used to cut school
You were there to care, told me that my peoples upstairs
Lookin out for me, and it wasn't even on yet
Comin home wit freaks, I'm like 'Gene, are they gone yet?'
Gave me the green light dude, go 'head and bang
I ring ya buzzer if they come back, so do ya thang
From there on it was gravy
The Wreckin Crew makin hits, shit spittin in ya crib all crazy
Ain't enough balls to express holdin stress
Never the less, Gene, you was the motha**in best
So I bring it to a closing
Them bitch niggas stopped ya time
But they can't stop this toast I'm proposin

(Hook) 4x

(talking)
Yeah, Yeah
This joint right here is dedicated to my man Showtime
My motha**in man Q
My man Gene Gotti
My cousin Ray, Jr.
All my niggas locked up that I ain't neva gon' see no more
All my niggas in the struggle
Yo this one's for y'all man
Word up

Yo, yo, propose a toast to all the homeless
Propose a toast to my father man
My man J Black
Aight
Ya'nah'mean
Mr. Dorsey
Everybody out there on the corners
Propose a toast, we proposin a toast for all a y'all man
Throw them bottles in the air, aight
Word up, propose a toast

Y No Puedo Olvidarte (Rbd)

En el silencio de mi habitacion
Aun siento el murmullo de tu voz
Lastimandome con un dulce adios
Dejandome vacio el corazon

Casi no duermo y he vuelto a fumar
Cada recuerdo es una lagrima
No se como hacer para estar de pie
Siempre me digo que es la ultima vez
Y vuelvo a caer cuando pienso en ti
No soy nada sin ti

Y no puedo olvidarte
Si te veo en todas partes
Si en el ultimo beso
Me robaste el aliento
Y no puedo olvidarte
Si te llevo en la sangre
Si en el ultimo abrazo
Aun me pierdo despacio
Y no puedo olvidarte
Y no puedo olvidarte
Y no puedo olvidarte
Y no puedo olvidarte

No encuentro aun algun antidoto
Para entender que todo termino
Intento salir de la soledad
Darle al destino una oportunidad
Mas vuelvo a caer cuando pienso en ti
No soy nada sin ti

Y no puedo olvidarte
Si te veo en todas partes
Si en el ultimo beso
Me robaste el aliento
Y no puedo olvidarte
Si te llevo en la sangre
Si en el ultimo abrazo
Aun me pierdo despacio
Y no puedo olvidarte
Y no puedo olvidarte
Y no puedo olvidarte
Y no puedo olvidarte

No se como
No se cuanto
Olvidarte
Me hace da�±o
No se como
No se cuanto
Olvidarte
Me hace da�±o

Y no puedo olvidarte
Y no puedo olvidarte
Y no puedo olvidarte
Y no puedo olvidarte

Bad Bitch (Obie Trice featuring Timbaland)

[Intro]
{*strached "Obie"*}

[Chorus - Timbaland]
He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a "G"
Said she want to roll and get to know Obie
Claming that she love everything that he do, heeeey
He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a "G"
Said she want to roll, and get to know Obie
Claming that she love, everything that he do, hey, hey

[Verse 1 - Obie Trice]
Yes it's O. Trice, I done jumped outta heights
Writing to the microphone life, yeah this is right
This is less stringuest niggaz, this is tight
This is more dividends niggaz, get it right
Stomping like Timberlands niggaz, a pair of Nikes
But this is more Timbaland nigga and Obie Trice
The combination is invading stations, air waves
And rest haven on your listeners membranes (woo!)
I done payed some change, I got Timbo
This is not a brainy thang, yo this is simple
Get your**up and dance, to the tempo
Exchange your stiff frame, with that of a more limbo
Grab shorty sippin' on that Shirley Temple
With that**hanging out, and pinch her on that pimple
On her**hanging out, nigga advance
This a world of a night, better start with the pants

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Obie Trice]
Yeah, let's keep this shit in motion (motion)
Cause we gon hang out 'til we hung over then I.V. Profin
Adios when (os when)
I **ed them thighs, who influenced with the game that was spoken
I'ma make sure she open (open)
Ménage-a-trois in these's days and times got my shit growing
And she's hoein' (hoein')
And I'm ignoring' the lies she throwing', how she won't perform?
I feed her a blunt throw on the "Quiet Storm"
She repeatedly cum, insistently all morn'
And she needed cause funs up in the purse not growin
Bitch beat it my one's you gets none (nada)
To feel she's treated as if a Playboy or lpay her dumb
I skeeted so bitch your Playboy is on the run
Deleted the bitch, outta direct connection
Thanks for calming' down, my erection, hun

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Obie Trice]
Yeah, I speak the words of experience (oh) lady I'm serious
Lyrics on my deliverance, is oh so vivid bitch
Oh no hoes up, hoes I spit it bitch (spit it)
Roll up, smoke up dro, and spit on this (spit it)
I'ma outta order cause I break the ice
And squirt liquid in your eyes, all you see is little guys
Swimming in women they claming they like my style
Treat 'em like Ike and ride (bitch!)
I don't a ** I got the height, sure your right
I'm Barry White tonight (hey) you feeling' alright
Got a buzz and this huzzie saying O's her type
I take her to the high-end and strike (ahh)
Trick for hire, I'll never buy her to bite
Despite she tight, I'll tell the bitch you can have a nice life
See I'm working with these I's in this rhymes
It's I's, all's that not a aus-tin time

[Chorus]

Valentín (Susana Baca)

No Valentín
con palo no vale
Valentín

Vengo del quinto mondongo congo
a sacártela no Valentín
a sacártela no Valentín
a sacártela no.

Llegó el flojo de Ramón (Pa? gozar)
a la casa de Porfirio

Abelardito está loco
y lo viene a visitar

Cierra esa puerta caramba ese loco
cierra esa puerta

No Valentín
con palo no vale
Valentín

Así no vale Valentín
con palo no vale Valentín.

***********
English:

No Valentín,
It's unfair if you use a stick
Valentin.

I've come from far, so far away
to beat it out of you, Valentín
To take you down Valentín
To take you down

Weak-assed Ramon has arrived (To have fun)
At Porfirio's house
Abelardito is crazy
And has come to visit him

Close the door, that guy's crazy.
Close the door.

No, Valentín
It's unfair, if you use a stick
Valentín.

That's no good Valentín,
with a stick it's unfair.

Adios (Linda Ronstadt)

Ran away from home when I was seventeen
To be with you
On the California coast

Drinking margaritas all night in the old cantina
Out on the California coast

Don't think that I'm ungrateful
And don't look so morose
Adios
Adios

We never really made it baby
But we came pretty close
Adios adios

Going up north where the hills are winter green
I have to leave you
On the California coast

Going where the water's clear and the air is cleaner
Than the California coast

Our dreams of endless summer
Were just too grandiose
Adios
Adios

And I miss the blood red sunset
But I miss you the most
Adios adios
Adios
Adios
Adios adios

Jennifer Aniston (Anssi Kela)

On tehtaan äänet vaienneet
Työpaikat Kiinaan muuttaneet
Ne vei mukanaan pankit, postinkin
Bar Adios toimii kuitenkin
Karaoke-ilta tiistaisin

Tuoppi, kiitos – niin, ja tupakkaa
Käyn nurkkapöytään istumaan
Miehet hiljaa katsoo lattiaan
Kuin kirkossa nyt kuunnellaan
Miten Arvo laulaa Dirlandaan

Mitä teen?
Mihin meen?
Olen jäänyt satimeen
Enkä saa
Unelmaa
Poljen vettä seisovaa
Jotain suurempaa
Jotain parempaa
Odottaa
En voi vielä luovuttaa

Taisto kuningas on pajatson
Takaressuun iskee kolikon
Se ehti kolkyt vuotta hitsaamaan
Ja nyt työkkäristä kerrotaan
Et pitäis mennä opiskelemaan

Sisään astuu Niklas Heikkinen
Kaveri lapsuuden leikkien
Se jäi silloin alle traktorin
On lapsen tasolla vieläkin
Mutta osaa juoda kumminkin

Mitä teen?
Mihin meen?
Olen jäänyt satimeen
Enkä saa
Unelmaa
Poljen vettä seisovaa
Jotain suurempaa
Jotain parempaa
Odottaa
En voi vielä luovuttaa

Öisin usein samaa unta nään:
Talossa kuljen yksinään
Huoneissa niin pimeää
Suuren arkun luokse kävelen
Sen avaan
Siellä on
Jennifer Aniston
Ja me juostaan ulos aurinkoon!

Mitä teen?
Mihin meen?
Olen jäänyt satimeen
Enkä saa
Unelmaa
Poljen vettä seisovaa
Jotain suurempaa
Jotain parempaa
Odottaa
En voi vielä luovuttaa

En suostu pystyyn kuolemaan

Middle Of The Rounds (Fun People)

Quizás si vos te fueras papá,
sería tu mejor elección.
Quizás si vos te fueras, me sentiría bien,
oh! tan bien.
Quizás si vos te fueras
estaría todo bien.
Quizás si vos te fueras,
sería lo mejor,
Adios!
En el medio de los rounds,
rounds tras rounds,
oh!, demasiado, demasiado,
demasiado para mi.
Oh! estoy tan cansado de los rounds.

Glory Hallelujah (Supertones)

Well the whole world is singin' and the night sky testifies,
But man doesn't understand His purpose is to glorify!
I don't want to be an earth just livin' without you,
I want to spend my whole life searchin' for the truth!
So now my heart is poundin' & my mind is on the same page,
I don't wanna be like everybody my age,
the stones will be cryin' out, if I shut my mouth,
Before they can do it, I wanna beat 'em to it!
Jesus here I am, Comin' to you a broken man!
We're gonna sing "Sweet Glory Hallelujah!"
I just wanna stand; Get up and shout and raise my hands!
We're gonna sing "Sweet Glory Hallelujah!!"

Well it's high time you and I were livin' with a passion
This time maybe we can turn our talk into action!
I won't sit around while My life is passin' by
I might not get it right But I'm gonna try!
I got my eyes wide open, And my soul is on fire!
And I need a little music; that'll take me higher.
The stones will by cryin' out If I shut my mouth
Before they can do it, I wanna beat em to it!
Jesus here I am, Comin' to you a broken man!
We're gonna sing "Sweet Glory Hallelujah!"
I just wanna stand, Get up and shout and raise my hands!
We're gonna sing "Sweet Glory Hallelujah!!"

HIT ME! UH! ON THE TOP NOW! YEAAAHHHHHH!!! Heh-heh-HEH! Oh, hahaha, I think I'll need some stitches! Ah! Uh, oh, oh, oh no here we go again! Alright; alright, we are the Supertones and we appreciate you spending the last 45 minutes with us; we hope you enjoyed listening to it as much as we enjoyed making it!
All the people in South America, what's up? Somethin..que pasa calabeza! Woo! Its time for Germany! Everybody in Germany, Boy istur bon hoff! HIT ME! ONE MO TIME! ONE MORE TIME! I WANT IT AGAIN! CAN WE HIT IT AND QUIT? I SAID, CAN WE HIT IT AND QUIT? YEAH!! Via con dios, Adios amigos!


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