Letra 'Old School' de 'Tupac Shakur' traducida al español

Here we go we gonna send this one out to da ol school
all these motherfuckas in the bronx and brooklyn, staten island,
queens and all the motherfuckas that laid it down the foundation.
ya know what iand'm sayin, nothinand' but love for da old school. dats who
we gonna do this one for ya feel me.
Chorus: what moand' can i say, i wouldnand't be here today
if da old school didnand't pave the way

i remember mr. magic cash, grand master flash, l.l raisinand' hell
but it didnand't last eric b. and rakim was da shit ta me iand'd flip
to see a dougie fresh show with rickie g and red alert was puttinand'
in work, and chuck chill had my homies on the hill gettinand' ill,when
shit was real. well i can still remember raw with daddy cain, when de la
soul was puttinand' potholes in the game. i canand't explain how it was,
whodini had me puffinand' on dat buddha gettinand' buzzed, cuz there i was
them block parties in da projects and on my block and tic ya donand't stop
ya sippinand' on dat private stock. and through my speakers queen latifah
and mc lyte listen to treach and krs ta get me through the night. with
te la rock and madtronics with stetsasonic, remember when push it was da
bomb shit,
ainand't nothinand' like da old school

chorus: what more can i say i wouldnand't be here today if da old school
didnand't pave the way

i had shell toes and bvdand's, a killa preaca shot my lees when i hit da
streetz. iand'm playinand' skelly, ring-a-levio when and catch a kiss, before
my homies in my hood learned ta smack a bitch. i remember, way back
da weak weed they had, too many seeds in da trade bag. im on a train
headinand' uptown freestylinand' with some wild kids from bucktown, profilinand'
cuz da hoochies were starinand', checkinand' what a niggaz wearinand' iand'm
wonderinand' if dats her hair, i remember stick ball, humpinand' hoochies on
da wall, takinand' leaks up on da steps stinkinand' up da hall. through my
childhood wild as a juvenile a young nigga tryinand' ta stay away from
rikerand's isle, me and my homies breakinand' ice tryinand' ta keep it true out
on da roof sippinand' 90 proof
ainand't nothinand' like da old school

chorus: what more can i say...

remember poppin and lockin with curtis blow, the daybelts, and skat la
rock da super hole back in latin corners. when slick rick was spittinand'
lodi dodi, gaming no hoochies at da neighborhood block parties, i
remember breakdancinand' to mel e mel, jeckyl and hyde, l.l. when he rocked
da bells forget da t.v iand'd rather hit da streets and do grafitti be
careful donand't let the transit cops see me
it ainand't nothinand' like da old school
it ainand't nothinand' like da old school

chorus: what more can i say......

pac: remember seeinand' brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfuckin party?
remember mothafukas used ta goandquot;is brooklyn in da houseandquot; and motherfuckas
would lose they god damn minds. thatand's da old school to me
(super rob)
thats what iand'm sayinand' i remember goinand' places and mothafukas was scared
to say they was from anywhere but brooklyn. that shit was da bomb back
in da motherfukinand' old school nigga, remember skelly niggas knockin
niggaz out the box, popinand' boxes, (my adidas) remember stick ball,
remember niggaz used ta run dat shit like that? remember(l.l. cool j is
hard as hell)screaminand' up at ya momz from da window? the icecream
trucks remember all the..remember the italian icees yo remember the
italian icees the spanish niggas cominand' down with the coconut icees and
shit? (i came through da door said it before.. dat was da shit!)

Aquí vamos vamos a hacer esto a la escuela ol da
todos estos motherfuckas en el Bronx y Brooklyn, Staten Island,
reinas y todos los motherfuckas que dejó en el suelo la fundación.
ya sabes lo que iand'm diciendo, nothinand 'pero el amor de la vieja escuela da. dats que
vamos a hacer esto para ti me siento.
Coro: ¿qué moand 'puedo decir, wouldnand't estar hoy aquí
si se da la vieja escuela didnand't allanar el camino

Recuerdo mr. caja mágica, gran flash principal, el infierno ll raisinand '
pero didnand't última eric b. rakim y fue da ta mierda me iand'd flip
a ver un espectáculo fresco dougie con rickie g y alerta roja fue puttinand '
en el trabajo, y el plato frío tenía mis homies en la mala de la colina gettinand ', cuando
mierda era real. Bueno, yo todavía recuerdo crudo con papá caín, cuando de la
alma era baches puttinand 'en el juego. i canand't explicar lo que era,
Whodini me tenía puffinand en el dat buda gettinand 'zumbado, cuz i no era
que bloquean partes en proyectos da y en mi bloque y tic ya donand't detener
ya sippinand en el dat capital privado. ya través de los altavoces de Queen Latifah
y MC Lyte escuchar Treach y krs obtener ta conmigo toda la noche. con <

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