Mi Vecindario
La patrulla pasa por mi vecindario
Es hora de locos, se escuchan balazos
Se oyen los rumores que me andan buscando
Me pusieron la cachucha y, ahora, yo me encuentro al mando
Tengo los motivos para ser el diablo
De una vida perra y momentos amargos
Nadie está en mi gracia y, miren, no es pa' tanto
Por mi cuero le refiero, si me tocan, van pa' abajo
Pasamos de Sierra a un doble R del año
Las cadenas gruesas se le ven colgando
Anduve entre lumbre y hasta me robaron
Ningún santo dio su llanto por el bolsillo de tantos
Fui, soy y seguiré, me dicen El Rey
Y hasta Capitán del barco
Fui desmadre al crecer, mi empresa, formé
Buena hierba, voy quemando
A huevo, viejo
De donde yo vengo
No muchos salen vivos
Mucho menos millonarios
¡Ajay! ¡Otro pedo!
Me critican, ponen peros, piden paro
Ni fronteras, ni los lacras me pararon
Le chingamos, y llegamos, y aquí estamos
Que viva mi raza, somos 100% mexicanos
Las calles son perras, permiten estragos
Desde el wey que troza por unos centavos
Siéntense y escuchen que no es nada raro
Rasgos de malditos caminando solos por mi barrio
Fui, soy y seguiré, me dicen El Rey
Y hasta Capitán del barco
Fui desmadre al crecer, mi empresa, formé
Buena hierba, voy quemando
A huevo, viejo
Bienvenidos
Ahí no más pa' que hablen
My Neighborhood
The patrol passes through my neighborhood
It's crazy time, gunshots are heard
The rumors are heard that they are looking for me
They put the cap on me and now I am in charge
I have the reasons to be the devil
From a tough life and bitter moments
No one is in my favor and look, it's not that much
For my leather I refer, if they touch me, they go down
We went from Sierra to a double R of the year
Thick chains can be seen hanging from him
I walked among fire and even got robbed
No saint shed tears for the pockets of many
I was, I am, and I will continue, they call me The King
And even Captain of the ship
I was a mess growing up, my company, I formed
Good weed, I keep burning
Hell yeah, man
Where I come from
Not many come out alive
Much less millionaires
Oh yeah! Another issue!
They criticize me, find faults, ask for a break
Neither borders nor the scum stopped me
We worked hard, we arrived, and here we are
Long live my race, we are 100% Mexican
The streets are tough, they allow havoc
From the guy who chops for a few cents
Sit down and listen, it's nothing strange
Features of damned ones walking alone in my neighborhood
I was, I am, and I will continue, they call me The King
And even Captain of the ship
I was a mess growing up, my company, I formed
Good weed, I keep burning
Hell yeah, man
Welcome
Just so they talk
Escrita por: Miguel Armenta / Angel Ureta