| I'm a fucking vato loco Mexican and drug addict,
In those land of bandits, here we sold it,
What we don't have, we invent it or we pirate it,
Chance and we steal it,
Dude, we're TRANZAS us are by nature
And have not created asipirina for this thing,
Are you interested in my freaking country?
Away from the beaches and the hotel Holiday Inn, Well there you
are dancing in the streets,
There our gang are the raffle,
Hommies pretty sunny like lizards,
If we don't sell you drugs we sell you trinkets,
We left you naked, as all the neighborhood,
But you know, that is to choose.
Mexico lindo y bandido if I die far from you.
Please pay a coyote and return me there
Mexico lindo y bandido if I die far from you.
Please pay a coyote and return me there
I bring the cream to babies,
and also like Jose Alfedro singing my sentences.
I can not help me run through the veins
Look my leather when mariachis play this music,
that hottie brunette, but dangerous
you draw the portfolio, the cell phone or clothes
They let you just in balls, damn it
if not they tell your wife about it,
Clear that the girls are behind tall
That die in the line for his old and his creature,
Mexico lindo y bandido if I die far from you.
Please pay a coyote and return me there
Mexico lindo y bandido if I die far from you.
Please pay a coyote and return me there
Returns the insane reverence that holy death
Entrusted their fate and that Pancho Villa would shine miracles
And Saint Malverde him on those charged,
It is what I speak without exaggeration,
Where I come up there they beleave in the holy Mafia,
Hitmen and drug dealers are caring, well-mandated,
"If you not TRANZAS you not go up" that says the Mexican people,
So with too much money or marginalized,
On the bad side by side offender
Que Chingon is Mexico and que Chingona is its people ...
Mexico lindo y bandido if I die far from you.
Please pay a coyote and return me there
Mexico lindo y bandido if I die far from you.
Please pay a coyote and return me there. |
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