Juanito Alimaña
Jum, ni pa' allá voy a mirar
La calle es una selva de cemento
Y de fieras salvajes como no
Ya no hay quien salga loco de contento
Donde quiera te espera lo peor
Donde quiera te espera lo peor
Juanito alimaña, con mucha maña llega al mostrador
Saca su cuchillo, sin preocupación
Dice que le entreguen, la registradora
Saca los billetes, saca un pistolón
Sale como el viento, en su disparada
Y aunque ya lo vieron, nadie ha visto nada
Juanito Alimaña, va a la fechoría
Se toma su caña, fabrica su orgía
La gente le teme, porque es de cuidado
Pa' meterle mano, hay que ser un bravo
Si lo meten preso, sale al otro día
Porque un primo suyo, 'ta en la policía
Juanito alimaña si tiene maña, es malicia viva
Y siempre se alinea, con el que está arriba
Y aunque a medio mundo, le robó su plata
Todos lo comentan, nadie lo delata
Y aunque a todo el mundo, le robó la plata
Todos lo comentan, nadie lo delata
A, la, la, le, le, le, le, le
En su mundo, mujeres, fumada y caña
Atracando, vive Juanito Alimaña
Cuando él era muchachito, las cositas que pedía
Y si tú no se las dabas, las mangaba, como quiera las cogía
En su mundo, mujeres, fumada y caña
Atracando, vive Juanito Alimaña
Ese, ese tumba lo que ve, si lo ve mal puesto
Anda cuida tu cartera, ese sí que sabe de eso
En su mundo, mujeres, fumada y caña
Atracando, atracando, atracando, vive Juanito Alimaña
Si, el otro día lo encontré, y guilla'o el me decía
Tumba aquí lo que tú quieras, pues mi primo es policía
En su mundo, mujeres, fumada y caña
Ese es, atracando, ese es, vive Juanito Alimaña
Oye, como alma que lleva el diablo, se tira su disparada
Y aunque la gente lo vieron, no lo ratean porque nadie ha visto nada
En su mundo, mujeres, fumada y caña
Atracando, vive Juanito Alimaña
El rey de las fechorías, ayer me dijo facundo
Todo el mundo lo conoce, óyeme, en el bajo mundo
En su mundo, mujeres, fumada y caña
Atracando, vive Juanito Alimaña
Mira, mírale las manos, en ella no tiene un callito
Ese nunca ha trabaja'o, y siempre anda bien bonito
En su mundo, mujeres, fumada y caña
Atracando, vive Juanito Alimaña
En su mundo, mujeres, fumada y caña
Atracando, vive Juanito Alimaña
Oye, ayer él iba muy triste, y llorando así bajaba
Vengo de un velorio brother, el de Pedrito Navaja
En su mundo, mujeres, fumada y caña
Atracando, vive Juanito Alimaña
Mira, la gente le teme al tipo, porque el hombre es de cuidado
Díganme a quien en el barrio, lo ha echa'o, el no le ha tumba'o
En su mundo, mujeres, fumada y caña
Atracando, vive Juanito Alimaña
Juanito Alimaña
Hmm, I'm not even going to look that way
The street is a concrete jungle
And of wild beasts, of course
No one leaves feeling overjoyed anymore
The worst awaits you everywhere you go
The worst awaits you everywhere you go
Juanito the vermin, with great cunning, reaches the counter
He pulls out his knife, without a care
He says to hand over the cash register
Take out the bills, take out a big gun
It takes off like the wind, in its burst of speed
And even though they saw it, nobody saw anything
Juanito Alimaña, is going to commit mischief
He takes his drink, he creates his orgy
People are afraid of him because he's dangerous
To tackle it, you have to be brave
If they put him in jail, he'll be out the next day
Because one of his cousins is in the police
Juanito the vermin, if he has any cunning, he's pure malice
And it always aligns itself with the one above
And although he stole money from half the world
Everyone talks about it, but no one betrays him
And even though he stole money from everyone
Everyone talks about it, but no one betrays him
A, la, la, le, le, le, le, le
In his world, women, smoking, and cane
Robbing is how Juanito Alimaña makes his living
When he was a little boy, the little things he asked for
And if you didn't give them to him, he'd steal them; he'd get them one way or another
In his world, women, smoking, and cane
Robbing is how Juanito Alimaña makes his living
That one, that one knocks down whatever he sees, if he sees it's in a bad place
Go take care of your wallet, he really knows about that
In his world, women, smoking, and cane
Robbing, robbing, robbing, lives Juanito Alimaña
Yes, I ran into him the other day, and he was acting all cocky and telling me
Drop whatever you want here, because my cousin is a policeman
In his world, women, smoking, and cane
That's him, robbing, that's him, lives Juanito Alimaña
Listen, like a soul possessed by the devil, he takes off running
And even though people saw it, they don't report it because nobody saw anything
In his world, women, smoking, and cane
Robbing is how Juanito Alimaña makes his living
The king of misdeeds, Facundo told me yesterday
Everyone knows him, listen, in the underworld
In his world, women, smoking, and cane
Robbing is how Juanito Alimaña makes his living
Look, look at her hands, she doesn't have a single callus on them
He's never worked, and he always looks so handsome
In his world, women, smoking, and cane
Robbing is how Juanito Alimaña makes his living
In his world, women, smoking, and cane
Robbing is how Juanito Alimaña makes his living
Hey, yesterday he was very sad, and he came down crying like that
I'm coming from a wake, brother, Pedrito Navaja's
In his world, women, smoking, and cane
Robbing is how Juanito Alimaña makes his living
Look, people are afraid of the guy, because the man is dangerous
Tell me who in the neighborhood has kicked him out, he hasn't knocked him down
In his world, women, smoking, and cane
Robbing is how Juanito Alimaña makes his living
Escrita por: C. Alonso Curet