El Centenario
Si eres pobre de humilla la gente
Si eres rico te tratan bien
Si un amigo se mete a la mafia
Por que pobre ya no quizo ser
Ahora tiene dinero de sobra
Por costales le pagan al mes.
Todos le dicen el centenario
Por la joya que brilla en su pecho
Ahora todos lo ven diferente
Se acabaron todos sus defectos
Nomas por que trae carro del año
Ya lo ven con el signo de pesos
Lo persigue el gobierno gabacho
Pero el no deja de trabajar
A los ángeles va cada rato
Y regresa con un dineral
El recibe órdenes desde arriba
Y las cumple a como de lugar...
Y ahi le va compa mauricio
Al peligro ya se acostumbró
Y por eso no le teme a nada
En un corvette se pasea tranquilo
Por tijuana y por guadalajara
Por los ángeles y san francisco
Y tambien por las vegas nevada.
Por la mafia se gana dinero
Pero se necesita valor
Por que aquí no hay ningun parentesco
No se permite ningun error
Siempre te andas rifando el pellejo
Con las leyes y con el patrón.
The Centennial
If you're poor, people humiliate you
If you're rich, they treat you well
If a friend joins the mob
Because he didn't want to be poor anymore
Now he has plenty of money
They pay him by the sack every month.
Everyone calls him the centennial
For the jewel that shines on his chest
Now everyone sees him differently
All his flaws are gone
Just because he drives a brand-new car
They see him with the dollar sign
The gringo government is after him
But he doesn't stop working
He goes to the angels all the time
And comes back with a fortune
He receives orders from above
And fulfills them no matter what...
And there goes buddy Mauricio
He's gotten used to danger
That's why he's not afraid of anything
He cruises around in a Corvette
Through Tijuana and Guadalajara
Through Los Angeles and San Francisco
And also through Las Vegas, Nevada.
He makes money through the mob
But it takes courage
Because there's no family ties here
No room for mistakes
You're always risking your neck
With the laws and the boss.
Escrita por: Mario Quintero