LOS ROCKSTAR NO VAN AL CIELO – Bilingual Lyrics Spanish/English

• By: OVI, HANZEL LA H

Lyrics & Translation

Embark on a linguistic and cultural journey with "LOS ROCKSTAR NO VAN AL CIELO." This song offers a raw, unfiltered look into a specific corner of the Latin urban music scene. By exploring its lyrics, you can learn colloquial Spanish and slang while gaining insight into themes of street loyalty, defiance, and the complexities of the 'rockstar' lifestyle. The track's unapologetic tone and vivid storytelling make it a compelling piece for understanding contemporary Latin Trap.

[English]

And if she's a hoe, I want her, I'm not falling in love

Yankee's girl was real, look what they did to her

If I go out, I misbehave, don’t come complaining to me

Rockstars don’t go to heaven

This is for the streets and all my outlaws

For the hot mamas who love making money

For the hoods, for the ghettos

For the doctors and the ballers (the one with the white eyes)

This is for the streets and all my outlaws

Who started from zero and now are killers

For those making money with the dough in the pot

And for those sending cash weekly with the mailman

If she’s not a hoe, I don’t want her, she gives me the ass no questions asked

If you cross me, I’ll fix you and take you to the jeweler

I’m on fire, no firefighter, the rapper, the shooter

The real one, the main one, the one with the baller flow

I’m a rockstar, it shows, I’m going to heaven with my vibe

Of pills and weed, and if the Lord kicks me out, well

I’ll accept the loss, that girl is fine

I’ll put her on top, suck her ass and her clit

This is for the streets and all my outlaws

For the hot mamas who love making money

For the hoods, for the ghettos

For the shooters and the killers

And if she's a hoe, I want her, I'm not falling in love

Yankee's girl was real, look what they did to her

If I go out, I misbehave, don’t come complaining to me

Rockstars don’t go to heaven

This is for the streets and all my outlaws

For the hot mamas who love making money

For the hoods, for the ghettos

For the shooters and the killers

This is for the streets and all the outlaws

For the hot mamas who love making money

For the hoods, for the ghettos

For the Mickeys, for the delivery guys

Boss, boss, I’m no criminal

What I am is a millionaire wherever I go

Am I gonna tell the cops what I do and where I am?

I left that to you, and look where you are today

A real gangster is the one who helps his family and puts his mom first

I don’t support violence, my respects to Tiger

I paid off a million-dollar house, and your mom lives in a trailer

You’re all talk, when are you dropping the trailer?

Marvel called, they know I’m Deadpool

They want the Flash role and want to hire Slayter

I roll with the Alien, you with 20

When 19 runs, there’ll be no one to save you

There was a shadow by my house, but I didn’t pay it mind

If you’re not making money, I don’t care, I’m out

The stacks are so fat they weigh down my arms

With the pen, I kill you, I’ll blast you

And if she's a hoe, I want her, I'm not falling in love

Yankee's girl was real, look what they did to her

If I go out, I misbehave, don’t come complaining to me

Rockstars don’t go to heaven

This is for the streets and all my outlaws

For the hot mamas who love making money

For the hoods, for the ghettos

For the doctors and the ballers

This is for the streets and all my outlaws

For the hot mamas who love making money

For the hoods, for the ghettos

For the shooters and the killers

Ovi, the one with the white eyes, yeah

Speak, Hanzel La H, my H, you hear?

The connection from Cuba, Puerto Rico

Loyalty forever, like Kobe with the Lakers

The homie of homies, real talk, Jeti, listen, the one who represents

Eternal music, O-Ovi

Speak, Reverse, Ovi, Quieto on the controls

None of you live like us

Your movie is fictional, you hear? Sci-fi

Tell me, Ovi, we’ve been five years thanks to the fans

Ride the horse, you hear, fellas?

Hit the gym, I see you’re lazy

From Cuba to the world, giving you lessons, you hear?

Number one in your area, keeping it real, keep it real

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[Spanish]

Y si es puta, yo la quiero, no me pienso enamorar

La de Yankee era real y mira lo que le hicieron

Si salgo me porto mal, no me vaya a reclamar

Los rockstar no van al cielo

Esto es pa la calle y pa todos mis bandoleros

Pa las mami chula que les gusta hacer dinero

Pa los barrios, pa los guetos

Pa los doctores y pa los peloteros (el de los ojos blancos)

Esto es pa la calle y pa todos mis bandoleros

Que empezaron de cero y ahora son unos kileros

Pa'l que hace dinero con la pasta en el caldero

Y pa'l que manda zaza, semanal con el cartero

Si no es puta, no la quiero, me da el culo sin un pero

Si me enchulas yo te opero y te llevo pa'l joyero

Estoy en fuego, no hay bombero, el rapero, el gatillero

El verdadero, el mero mero, el que cobra flow pelotero

Soy un rockstar, se me nota, voy pa'l cielo con mi nota

De pastillita y mota y si el señor me bota, pues

Acepto la derrota, esa baby está ricota

Yo la pongo de capota, le chupo el culo y la tota

Esto es pa la calle y pa todos mis bandoleros

Pa las mami chula que les gusta hacer dinero

Pa los barrios, pa los guetos

Pa los tiradores y pa los kileros

Y si es puta, yo la quiero, no me pienso enamorar

La de Yankee era real y mira lo que le hicieron

Si salgo me porto mal, no me vaya a reclamar

Los rockstar no van al cielo

Esto es pa la calle y pa todos mis bandoleros

Pa las mami chula que les gusta hacer dinero

Pa los barrios, pa los guetos

Pa los tiradores y pa los kileros

Esto es pa la calle y pa todos los bandoleros

Pa las mami chula que les gusta hacer dinero

A los barrios, a los guetos

A los mickey, pa los reparteros

Jefecito, jefecito, yo delincuente no soy

Lo que soy es millonario pa dondequiera que voy

¿Le voy a decir a los poli lo que hago y dónde estoy?

Eso se los dejé a ustedes y mira dónde es que están hoy

Un verdadero gánster el que ayuda a su familia y pone a su mamá adelante

No apoyo la violencia, mis respetos para el Tiger

Saldé casa de un millón y tu mamá vive en un tráiler

Son unos peliculeros, ¿cuándo es que sacan el tráiler?

Llamaron de la Marvel, saben que soy Deadpool

Quieren el papel de Flash y quieren contratar a Slayter

Yo ando con el Alien, ustedes con 20

Cuando corran 19 no habrá nadie pa salvarte

Por mi casa había una sombra, pero yo no le hice caso

Si tú no haces plata no me importas, paso

Las pacas están gordas que tumban los brazos

Con el lápiz te mato, yo te meto un rafagazo

Y si es puta, yo la quiero, no me pienso enamorar

La de Yankee era real y mira lo que le hicieron

Si salgo me porto mal, no me vaya a reclamar

Los rockstar no van al cielo

Esto es pa la calle y pa todos mis bandoleros

Pa las mami chula que les gusta hacer dinero

Pa los barrios, pa los guetos

Pa los doctores y pa los peloteros

Esto es pa la calle y pa todos mis bandoleros

Pa las mami chula que les gusta hacer dinero

Pa los barrios, pa los guetos

Pa los tiradores y pa los kileros

Ovi, el de los ojos blancos, yeah

Habla, Hanzel La H, mi H, ¿oíste?

La conexión de Cuba, Puerto Rico

Loyalty forever, como Kobe con los Lakers

El asere de asere, mera, dime, Jeti, oye, él que representa

Música eterna, O-Ovi

Habla, Reverse, Ovi, Quieto en los controles

Ninguno de ustedes vive como nosotros

La movie de ustedes es ficticia, ¿oíste?, ciencia ficción

Dime, Ovi, llevamos cinco años gracias a los fanáticos

Arría el caballo, ¿oíste, muchachones?

Vayan al gym, que los veo flojos

De Cuba pa'l mundo, dándote clase, ¿oíste?

Número uno en tu zona, haciéndolo real, hazlo real

Key Vocabulary

Vocabulary	Meanings
rockstar /ˈrɒkstɑːr/ A2	noun - a famous and successful musician, especially in rock music
bandolero /ˌbandəˈlɛroʊ/ B2	noun - a bandit or outlaw, often romanticized in Spanish culture
mami /ˈmɑːmi/ A2	noun - a term of endearment for a woman, often used in Latin American cultures
gueto /ˈɡɛtoʊ/ B1	noun - a part of a city where a specific group lives, often in poor conditions
pelotero /ˌpɛləˈtɛroʊ/ B2	noun - a baseball player, especially in Latin American contexts
killero /kɪˈlɛroʊ/ B2	noun - a killer or hitman, often used in slang
pasta /ˈpɑːstə/ A2	noun - money, especially in slang
zaza /ˈzɑːzɑː/ B2	noun - marijuana, slang term
gatillero /ˌɡɑːtɪˈlɛroʊ/ B2	noun - a gunman or shooter, often used in Spanish slang
millonario /ˌmɪljəˈnɑːrɪoʊ/ A2	noun - a millionaire
delincuente /ˌdɛlɪnˈkwɛnteɪ/ B1	noun - a criminal or delinquent
ganster /ˈɡæŋstər/ B1	noun - a gangster or gang member
peliculero /ˌpɛlɪkʊˈlɛroʊ/ B2	noun - someone who exaggerates or acts dramatically
asere /ɑːˈsɛreɪ/ B2	noun - a term of endearment or friend, especially in Cuban Spanish
tirador /tiˈɾaðor/ B1	noun - a shooter or marksman

Key Grammar Structures

• Si salgo me porto mal, no me vaya a reclamar

  ➔ Conditional Clause (Si + Present Subjunctive, Future in Main Clause) & Prohibitive Imperative

  ➔ The sentence uses a conditional structure to express a potential outcome. “Si salgo” (If I go out) sets the condition, and “me porto mal” (I will behave badly) is the consequence. “No me vaya a reclamar” (Don't complain to me) is a strong prohibition.

• Si no es puta, no la quiero, me da el culo sin un pero

  ➔ Negative Conditional Clause & Direct Object Pronoun

  ➔ This sentence employs a negative conditional statement. “Si no es puta” (If she isn't a prostitute) sets the condition, and “no la quiero” (I don't want her) is the result. “Me da el culo sin un pero” (She gives me the ass without hesitation) uses the pronoun “la” as the direct object of “da” (gives).

• Estoy en fuego, no hay bombero, el rapero, el gatillero

  ➔ Figurative Language (Metaphor), Enumeration, Apposition

  ➔ “Estoy en fuego” (I am on fire) is a metaphor meaning the speaker is performing exceptionally well or is very energetic. The phrase then lists qualities: “el rapero, el gatillero” (the rapper, the shooter) are appositions, further defining the speaker.

• Soy un rockstar, se me nota, voy pa'l cielo con mi nota

  ➔ Reflexive Verb (se me nota), Prepositional Phrase (pa'l cielo)

  ➔ “Se me nota” (It shows on me) is a reflexive construction where the action reflects back on the subject. “Pa’l cielo” (To heaven) is a colloquial contraction of “para el cielo”, a prepositional phrase indicating direction.