Un Dia Todo Se Termina
(Cierra los ojos, porque)
(Cierra los ojos, porque)
Un día todo se termina y la muerte ya no regresa
Venimos por todo, venimos por la cabeza
Esto es de la empresa, esto es del vecindario
Vamos a zumbarla, somos tres locos del barrio
Un día todo se termina y la muerte ya no regresa
Venimos por todo, venimos por la cabeza
Esto es de la empresa, esto es del vecindario
Vamos a zumbarla, somos tres locos del barrio
Nadie escapa de la calavera
No me llevaré nada el día que muera
Siempre nos rifamos donde quiera
Con drogas y jainas de pura loquera
Dos, tres locos en el barrio
Trabajan pa mí, se la pasan patrullando
Que me andan buscando, ¿pero desde cuándo?
Pinches enemigos, me la seguirán pelando (ya saben)
No tengo miedo, no tengo horario
Ando en la calle con todos mis warriors
Unos encerrados, otros drogados
Unos traicionaron, otros me chingaron
Pero ni pedo, sigo en el vuelo
Pañuelo en la cara, en el tramo el filero
Si no voy pa'l cielo, voy pa'l infierno
De nadie me dejo, en la raya me muero
Tengo tres días tomando y bien grifo
De ayer no me acuerdo, pero hoy me la sigo
Locotes, pelones, adictos, perico
Así, crico, de todo consigo
Ra-pa-pa, sonaron cinco tiros
Vivo en el peligro de lunes hasta el domingo
Me fumo dos gallos y una raya me respiro
La espalda me cuido, yo siempre ando bien al tiro
Cállese, llegaron los de la "s"
Respeto pa'l catorce, también para el trece
S-A-N-T-A-F
Tumbo a los que sean, me he rifado varias veces
Jálese, porque no se ve
Que la armes como dices, aquí yo soy la ley
Le pese a quien le pese, rifa Santa Fe
Cuatro, siete, tres, ¿a poco no ves?
Un día todo se termina y la muerte ya no regresa
Venimos por todo, venimos por la cabeza
Esto es de la empresa, esto es del vecindario
Vamos a zumbarla, somos tres locos del barrio
Un día todo se termina y la muerte ya no regresa
Venimos por todo, venimos por la cabeza
Esto es de la empresa, esto es del vecindario
Vamos a zumbarla, somos tres locos del barrio
Y si la muerte viene por mí
Yo le digo que me deje jugar
Porque con ella yo estoy hasta el fin
Y si ella me quiere llevar
Pues que se espere, que yo la quiero gozar
O tal vez un día de estos, ella me quiera llevar
Hey, la muerte viene
Lágrimas del barrio
Velas y un rosario
Hey, la muerte viene
Crecí entre locos, cholos, psychos, chiscos, focos, fokemones
Vida malandra, peligro en mis callejones
Mi clika está loca, mejor no la cuestiones
Todos somos malos en distintas ocasiones
Ama a quien tú quieres
Porque un día mueres
Polvo somos y nadie lo va a cambiar
Ama a quien tú quieres
Porque un día mueres
Polvo somos y nadie lo va a cambiar
Un día todo se termina y la muerte ya no regresa
Venimos por todo, venimos por la cabeza
Esto es de la empresa, esto es del vecindario
Vamos a zumbarla, somos tres locos del barrio
Un día todo se termina y la muerte ya no regresa
Venimos por todo, venimos por la cabeza
Esto es de la empresa, esto es del vecindario
Vamos a zumbarla, somos tres locos del barrio
Que sí, carnal, ¡hey!, (puro barrio cactus)
Es el tornillo en el micrófono (colonia Santa Fe)
Con el Moler (puro Guanajuato)
Ya te la sabes (San Luis Potosí)
La 473 Music, carnal (viva México, perro)
Pinche Moler en la producción y los controles
Es el tornillo
Ah
One day everything ends
(Close your eyes, because)
(Close your eyes, because)
One day everything ends and death no longer returns.
We come for everything, we come for the head
This is from the company, this is from the neighborhood
Let's buzz it, we are three crazy people from the neighborhood
One day everything ends and death no longer returns.
We come for everything, we come for the head
This is from the company, this is from the neighborhood
Let's buzz it, we are three crazy people from the neighborhood
Nobody escapes from the skull
I won't take anything with me the day I die
We always raffle wherever we want
With drugs and pure shrink jainas
Two, three crazy people in the neighborhood
They work for me, they spend their time patrolling
They're looking for me, but since when?
Fucking enemies, they will continue to beat me (you know)
I'm not afraid, I have no schedule
I walk in the street with all my warriors
Some locked up, others drugged
Some betrayed, others screwed me
But no way, I'm still on the flight
Scarf on the face, in the section the filero
If I'm not going to heaven, I'm going to hell
I leave no one, I die at the line
I have been taking it for three days and I have a good tap
I don't remember yesterday, but today I follow it
Locotes, baldheads, addicts, parakeet
So, kid, I get everything
Ra-pa-pa, five shots rang out
I live in danger from Monday to Sunday
I smoke two roosters and I breathe a stingray
I take care of my back, I always shoot well
Shut up, the "s" have arrived
Respect for fourteen, also for thirteen
SANTAF
I knock whoever they are, I have been raffled several times
Pull out, because you can't see
Arm it as you say, here I am the law
Regardless of who it may be, Santa Fe raffle
Four, seven, three, don't you see?
One day everything ends and death no longer returns.
We come for everything, we come for the head
This is from the company, this is from the neighborhood
Let's buzz it, we are three crazy people from the neighborhood
One day everything ends and death no longer returns.
We come for everything, we come for the head
This is from the company, this is from the neighborhood
Let's buzz it, we are three crazy people from the neighborhood
And if death comes for me
I tell him to let me play
Because I am with her until the end
And if she wants to take me
Well, wait, I want to enjoy it.
Or maybe one of these days, she'll want to take me
Hey, death is coming
Tears of the neighborhood
Candles and a rosary
Hey, death is coming
I grew up among crazy people, cholos, psychos, chiscos, focuses, fokemones
Evil life, danger in my alleys
My clik is crazy, better not question it
We are all bad at different times
Love who you want
Because one day you die
We are dust and no one is going to change it
Love who you want
Because one day you die
We are dust and no one is going to change it
One day everything ends and death no longer returns.
We come for everything, we come for the head
This is from the company, this is from the neighborhood
Let's buzz it, we are three crazy people from the neighborhood
One day everything ends and death no longer returns.
We come for everything, we come for the head
This is from the company, this is from the neighborhood
Let's buzz it, we are three crazy people from the neighborhood
Yes, carnal, hey! (pure cactus neighborhood)
It's the screw in the microphone (Santa Fe neighborhood)
With Moler (pure Guanajuato)
You already know it (San Luis Potosí)
La 473 Music, carnal (long live Mexico, dog)
Pinche Moler in production and controls
It's the screw
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