Sentado En Una Hielera
Sentado en una hielera
Y escuchando un corrido
Le jale un cuerno de chivo
Rodeado de mis amigos
Con los versos recordaba
Todo lo que en vida he sido
Se me calento el terreno
Me buscaban por mafioso
Me achacaron varias muertes
Por la prensa publicaron
Y como si fuera poco
Hasta rifles me achacaron
Me pierdo por temporadas
Cuando no hay que dar la cara
Oscuresco y no amanezco
Si se trata de una chamba
Yo no tengo quien me empuje
Solito me aviento al agua
Me gusta escuchar consejos
Pero no me manden nada
Cuando algo me sale mal
A mi nadie me regaña
Me paseo por donde quiera
Con damas y camaradas
Sitting on a Cooler
Sitting on a cooler
And listening to a corrido
I took a sip from a chivo horn
Surrounded by my friends
With the verses I remembered
Everything I have been in life
The ground heated up for me
They were looking for me as a mobster
They accused me of several deaths
They published it in the press
And as if that wasn't enough
They even accused me of having rifles
I disappear for periods
When there's no need to show my face
I darken and don't dawn
If it's about a job
I don't have anyone to push me
I jump into the water alone
I like to listen to advice
But don't send me anything
When something goes wrong for me
Nobody scolds me
I stroll wherever I want
With ladies and comrades