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, en su maña extraña
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 guiao 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
Jum, I'm not even going to look there
The street is a jungle of cement
And of wild beasts of course
There is no longer anyone who goes crazy with happiness
Wherever the worst awaits you
Wherever the worst awaits you
Juanito vermin, with great skill arrives at the counter
He takes out his knife, without worry
He says to hand him over, the register
Take out the bills, take out a pistol
It comes out like the wind, in its rush
And although they already saw it, no one has seen anything
Juanito Alimaña, goes to the misdeed
He drinks his beer, creates his orgy
People fear him, because he is dangerous
To get your hands on it, you have to be brave
If they put him in prison, he'll be released the next day
Because a cousin of his is in the police
Juanito vermin if he has skill, he is living malice
And it always aligns, with the one above
And although half the world, he stole their money
Everyone talks about it, no one betrays it
And although he stole everyone's money
Everyone talks about it, no one betrays it
A, la, la, le, le, le, le, le
In his world, in his strange way
Docking, Juanito Alimaña lives
When he was a little boy, the little things he asked for
And if you didn't give them to him, he would take them, whatever he wanted, he would take them
In his world, women, smoking and cane
Docking, Juanito Alimaña lives
That one, that grave what you see, if you see it wrongly placed
Take care of your wallet, he really knows about that
In his world, women, smoking and cane
Docking, docking, docking, Juanito Alimaña lives
Yes, the other day I found him, and he told me
Leave what you want here, because my cousin is a police officer
In his world, women, smoking and cane
That's it, docking, that's it, Juanito Alimaña lives
Listen like a soul that the devil carries, he shoots his shot
And even though people saw it, they don't raid it because no one has seen anything
In his world, women, smoking and cane
Docking, Juanito Alimaña lives
The king of misdeeds, yesterday told me facundo
Everybody knows him, hear me, in the underworld
In his world, women, smoking and cane
Docking, Juanito Alimaña lives
Look, look at his hands, there's not a single call on them
That one has never worked, and he always looks very nice
In his world, women, smoking and cane
Docking, Juanito Alimaña lives
In his world, women, smoking and cane
Docking, Juanito Alimaña lives
Hey yesterday he was very sad, and crying like that he went down
I come from a brother wake, that of Pedrito Navaja
In his world, women, smoking and cane
Docking, Juanito Alimaña lives
Look, people are afraid of the guy, because the man is careful
Tell me who in the neighborhood has kicked him out, he hasn't knocked him down
In his world, women, smoking and cane
Docking, Juanito Alimaña lives
Escrita por: C. Alonso Curet