Enojado

You touched my son behind my back
Now he wants me to report
I make this song for you
So everyone knows
That you're a jerk, bastard

I walk calmly, quietly, my obsession
And even if you have a gun
I know you're a jerk
Your family are thieves
Who plot with the dealers
Don't act tough
Fake scales

You dared with my son
You acted tough
But now that I know
I'm going to break your ass
Face me like a man
Little thief, don't hide
I went to look for you in Santa Rita
And you're never there
What's up, jerk?

You touched my son
And expect me not to respond
I have bullets for you
And those who stand against me
For the fat pierced one
If he responds, tough luck
And your brother
(Sh, sh)
Because he was in jail for real

I don't care how many guns
Or how many soldiers they have
I'm going to shoot them
And wait for them to come
The other girl is already smart
I caught her so she learns
That my son doesn't let himself
Be bullied for some clothes

It's never the problem no one
For a whore
And I earned respect
By waging war on the cops
Locking myself up at night
And hiding during the day
Ambushing by surprise
Police boats

What do you know about the street
Filthy thief
Man to man wherever
I would kick your ass
I would kill you once
And no one would know you
When you're in the coffin
The evils I would do to you

Everyone knows who I am
They know where I am
Why don't they show up
I'll go alone
And even if you act like a karateka
At the moment of truth
I'll show my face
You'll show your chest

They know who I am
They know where I am
Why don't they come looking for me
I'll go alone
And even if you act like a karateka
At the moment of truth
I'll show my face
You'll show your chest

In the neighborhood where boys
Become men with shots
Where no one wins a bus
By family or by a name
Where we all grew up
Dreaming of robbing a bank
While in your neighborhood
The kids dream of being a drug lord

Selling kilos of drugs
And keeping the girls
Here we snap our fingers
They lower their panties themselves
The kids have girls
For stealing and for looks
And those who sell drugs
Live with their heads down

I heard somewhere
That you're pretending to be a jailbird
You get drunk
And shout that you're the good one
You're not a thief at all
And even less a jailbird
Because good kids
Don't touch other people's children

If I find you
You'll scream like a crazy person
When I cut off your fingers
Asshole
And sew your mouth
That's how you'll learn
That my family is off limits
The evils I'm going to do to you
I swear they're not few

I don't crawl for deals
To get a splinter
My mom didn't see me
And doesn't buy me sneakers
What I have, I earn it
With my shining Taurus
When I come across you, kid
I'll tear off your knees

You dared with my son behind my back
I'll make it short for you
Stop making it long
Like horses run
When the race is long
You'll run away
When I throw my shots

The obsessions I have
I support them to the end
You were bold with me
And now your ship is sinking
You have no blood for anything
And I emphasize it again
What you have
Are drug lord obsessions

Everyone knows who I am
They know where I am
Why don't they show up
I'll go alone
And even if you act like a karateka
At the moment of truth
I'll show my face
You'll show your chest

They know who I am
They know where I am
Why don't they come looking for me
I'll go alone
And even if you act like a karateka
At the moment of truth
I'll show my face
You'll show your chest

You also like to act crazy
And take refuge in your lair
Cry to your mom
So she throws you a lifeline
It won't end like this
I swear on my life
This time not even the police will save you

Resentful cat
I'll make it short and won't stretch it
Get ready and arm yourself
I'm asking you for shots
I always walk alone
And I don't back down from anyone
I also have a gun
And I don't show it to the kids

You never stole anything
You're a beautiful and rich jerk
For acting tough
I'm going to pass you cocaine
I'll put you on all fours
And ride you
(Hico hico)
While I stick
My gun in your mouth
Better laugh now
While you're listening to me
Because a barking dog doesn't bite
While it's barking

Stupid mustache, son of a bitch
You brought it on yourself
The cops bully the kids' families
Snitch
I'm going with the gun, jerk
You touched my son behind my back
Now arm yourself and fight with me
Loggii
What's up
Show up because if you don't
It'll be worse

I'm alone, jerk
I'm alone
I have the ten
Jerk
I have a really cool jacket
And they don't want to fix it in any way
Because I don't fit in with anyone
You dared
Now it's my turn

My son is respected
I'm going to teach you
To respect the kids' families
The kids' children are off limits
So arm yourself
And tell your ass I'm coming
Snitch
Dealer
Thief