El Tartas V2

I find him
If not, tell me why the hell I feel
An 'r' that stutters in the wind
If he wakes up, I wake up too

Several events
I go out to the top but with me a couple of fools
He gave me the money to equip myself with the guercos
I'm his buddy because I take care of the old man

I bring my half but I don't let go
A bunch of bullets like amulets
They sent me out to stand still
Even if they're not tamales, I bring them wrapped
They come down with me if I take cover
Even if they're not marines, I train them
When it's urgent, twenty leave a cruise
They stop you and it's a cold ugly

The one that shines if she disrespects
Don't yell at her, I get angry, I hit you
That's why they trained me, I don't let go of her
I'm in hell, I'm without feelings
Camouflaged with pure armament
Rubicon drones to record events
If people are needed for that, I get smart
I come bellicose with all the guercos

If I bring an armored vehicle
They crash into me but I don't stare
My traca watching me, they call me the boss
Because they have seen with just one bullet like Rambo
Tango dance with death slowly
A violent Tasmanian team
Thirty-five comments
And there are plenty of hitmen for all kinds of events

If he goes buzzing, they chase him
The crowbar as they describe him
Papapa jail so they don't want
Jail I die when they don't write to me
Laminated and grenade launchers
The boss invests so that someone takes care of him
That's why I get close and make them get close
He gets armed in case he has to go out

It's not to know
But if I get active, I don't let go of the gabacha
With armored vehicle opening the way on the terrace
And I don't come alone, my race doesn't stay behind

They take care of me
Because the gangs want trouble and they get close
It's not the first time I've made them chase me
I have a Barret to deafen the gangs

Scar with sight
Not with a fool, the boss doesn't back down
If there's a lot of noise, bring out the monster that shreds
And what's left is hell when it's in full fight

I started as a hawk
From my canton I activated the antenna
Sometimes just tortilla, that's why that corner reminds me of everything
It's me who stutters but with the rifle I scare them away
After hitman killing my sorrows
If there are casualties, I endure them but I collect them to hell

My skinny is presence
Or do you want me to relax the gangs
Whoever throws evil at me, don't let him get there, don't allow it
With the crowbar like a soldier with the damn troop
If not, in a truck with hitmen and tostón
You thinking I brought chips

Before I chased the guachos
Now the guachos throw me a race
I know I'm no one special
But these feats made me a war
Chencho is with me
And my tracas behind the box, the outside irons
Manchas, Crema, they cling to Rudel, from above they rafage you

Erased, shot and pasted
El Piporro, El Mudo, and El Joe like Sedena
The dog to the vergazo with double leg holster
Also the barretero and the short one fly them

I have my thirty-five to stop you
El Pollo and El Choko in the black patrols
With codes, El Lagas brings sirens
The thong opening the way in border style

The cup also the ears
If these heat up, the flames approach
Another one who goes to the vergazo here in the offices, carnal, the ghost
Armored hatch, ironed, ready at the window to shoot bullets
El Negrillo and El Chicken and sometimes outside
If they know the map anyway

Smoking hydro only
Also shining like a diamond
Sometimes many chains to tie you up
The ones I bring in gold I earned them in combat

I take care of the boss of evil
At your service, whatever my buddy says
Thirty-five Tasmanias to meet me
I have a lot of history, a greeting to Mr. H

I find him
If not, tell me why the hell I feel
An 'r' that stutters in the wind
If he wakes up, I wake up too

Several attempts
I go out to the top but with me a couple of fools
He gave me the money to equip myself with the guercos
I'm his buddy because I take care of the old man