No te metas

It's not normal to fail
fuck your mother, don't faint
I'm the side guy, I'll punch you to shut you up
so come on,
I take your money, gold chain, they gave me memories when I was a kid,
I cry for you, I burn you like a Marlboro
you know we're cholos and mafiosos (mafiosos) ready for the fight
they know I don't back down when I'm disrespected
taking care of all the enemies who retaliate
who let their guard down when they look at me know they throw,
thousands of punches they want me to continue
come to the fight throwing punches
don't pull out the gun or I'll shoot you
bring respect because I'm armed
let those who don't know me and the gabachos be careful
I'm not racist, it just makes me laugh
that they're acting like I don't exist
but I'm in a hurry for me to continue
I present the race and we reach the top.

we're going to catch you and I'm going to kill you (kill you)
don't get involved today I live on the street, it's a mess

We soldiers have arrived kicking guns and sticks
never get involved in what I do I swear I'll kill you
I'm the person who has powers I kill you because you deserve it
silence if it dies, it revives 7 times
from the grave the stars and the moon
tell me that the time has come for me to breathe be alert
because it's time to mess with anyone
whoever wants a fight I'll destroy you with my machine gun
I'll also punch you and hack you with machetes
in San Diego that's what I do so listen to me
bewitched I'll leave you scared too
the silence of San Diego has arrived on your side
just here smoking marijuana
I keep thinking every day that the girls die
the words of the cuija speak of death
in Cali shooting bullets at your people.

I leave you hurt walking crooked
keep thinking whatever you want you're an idiot
you're nothing you're worthless you want trouble damn
look at everything I bring it's going to be a mess
and your people suffer let them burn in the fire
one by one let them burn and last
slowly let them die from what they expect
the silence has arrived and is respected
(Mr. Sancho
fuck your mother this is what I think
I do what I do and bring them fear
dreams of death and ghosts make you breathe slowly in your house
listen pay attention the time has come for your pantheon
it's a shootout and you're an asshole.
I'll take whatever you have, idiot, and your money
Chote we're going to catch you and I'm going to kill you (kill you)
don't get involved today I live on the street, it's a mess