Cholo 7 (part. Luis R Conriquez)

Guacha, bro, I'm moving fast in the Dura
Make way, this broth has vegetables
I don't tolerate barking at me, and if they bark at me I'll set them on fire
I don't forgive scumbags, because they get on my nerves

Since I was a kid, I was a gang member
In bed I have the whore I want
And it's not because I'm wasting oil, people know that there's no shortage of money
The paintings from Guanatos come to me whole
Security is the clique, that's why they bring the horns
And it's not because I'm wasting oil, people know that there's no shortage of money

Force
And pure Regida Force, old man
Another fart!
Trakas, you son of a bitch!

Trout, bro, the oath is following us
A few greens and the damn patrol runs away
I don't tolerate barking at me and if they bark, I'll set them on fire
I don't forgive scumbags because they get on my nerves

Since I was a kid, I was a gang member
In bed I have the whore I want
And it's not because I'm wasting oil, people know that there's no shortage of money
The paintings from Guanatos come to me whole
The face is numb, that's why they bring the horns
And it's not because I'm wasting oil, people know that there's no shortage of money

Friend Kiké, Friend Primazo
Escape to Guanatos
Greetings to all the people of Jalpan de Serra, Querétaro
Uah!
Sheesh