Cuatro Letras
Cuatro letras pa' el apodo
30 balas para el cuerno
18k es el bucana
7 vidas las que tengo
y un diosito que me cuida
pues me la rifo en el juego
el gato me dicen todo
esa es la clave que tengo salgo
a defender al jefe a matar no me detengo
sobre aviso no hay engaño
asi es como me mantengo
muy seguido me paseo
con gusto en el malecon y tambien por el
olidia pues me gusta el rebenton
pa' mi dejen la wuerita pues para
ella vine yo
ya empeso a tocar la banda
tambien un grupo norteño echense
la del patron
tambien la del compa meño
y esa feria de las flores es la que me quita el sueño
se despide el compa gato por que el radio ya sono
ya se va aventar un jale
por ordenes del patron
perico, mota y bucanas para serbirte estoy yo
Four Letters
Four letters for the nickname
30 bullets for the horn
18k is the buccaneer
7 lives that I have
and a little god who takes care of me
because I risk it in the game
They call me 'the cat' all the time
that's the key I have when I go out
to defend the boss, I don't stop killing
there's no deception in the warning
that's how I stay
I often walk around
with pleasure on the boardwalk and also around it
I hate it because I like to party
leave the blonde for me because
I came for her
The band has started playing
also a northern group, listen to
the boss's song
also Meño's song
and that fair of the flowers is what keeps me awake
The buddy cat says goodbye because the radio has already sounded
he's going to do a job
by the boss's orders
I'm here to serve you with cocaine, weed, and bucanas