Maicol El Traqueto
Afinaito
Maicol The Drug Lord
Compadre alberto arias
If the rich are complete
Then why do we work, buddy
Should we do like the turk
That we save and save and in the end
What Romí
On his knees looking at the sky a mother cries
The one who saw her son fall in the street
I declare my son doesn't harm a fly
The bad one is another, you are mistaken
Respectful son and as a bad one, he respects
With the vow of the Virgin Mary
Praying a Our Father early in the morning he left
And once to the Virgin he lit a candle
Buddy, I go for what's mine and here I have my candle holder, whoever tries to stop me, I come out shooting fire
Maicol used to play the cowboy still
I come for what's mine, here I have my candle holder
Maicol used to play the cowboy
And whoever tries to stop me, I take him or I take it
Maicol used to play the cowboy, buddy
That's my law and I die for it
The time of truth has come and when things get tough even the bravest run like a hare
Like
Shots come, shots go, I fall first without warning, it's that bullets don't ask for permission, buddy, I'm going to kill you
Shots come, shots go, I fall first without warning, it's that bullets don't ask for permission, buddy, I'm going to give it to you
Maicol was dealing, buddy, Maicol was dealing
He comes as he comes, as he comes
Tell him as he says, buddy
If the rich are complete then why do the poor work, messing around they went and never get anything
The rich are complete, buddy, so why do the poor work, messing around they went and never get anything
And that's why Maicol was dealing, and that's why Maicol was dealing, and that's why Maicol was dealing, and that's why Maicol was dealing
The rich are complete, so why do the poor work
I repeat it
Maicol used to play the cowboy still
I come for what's mine, here I bring my candle holder
Maicol used to play the cowboy
And whoever tries to stop me, buddy, I'll break the fire
If the rich are complete
Then why do the poor work messing around
They went and never get anything
The rich are complete, so why do the poor work