Cholo 7 (part. Luis R Conriquez)

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

Since I was a real cholo, I was a gang member
In bed I have the whore I want
And it's not because I'm throwing away oil, people know that there's no shortage of money
From Guanatos the paintings arrive to me whole
Numb the face, because they are very good
And it's not because I'm throwing away oil, people know that there's no shortage of money

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

Trout, carnal, the oath has been following us
A few greens and the damn patrol flees
I don't tolerate being barked at, 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 real cholo, I was a gang member
In bed I have the whore I want
And it's not because I'm throwing away oil, people know that there's no shortage of money
From Guanatos the paintings arrive to me whole
Numb the face, because it's really good
And it's not because I'm throwing away oil, people know that there's no shortage of money

Buddy Kiké, buddy Primazo
Escape to Guanatos
Greetings to all the people of Jalpan de Serra, Querétaro
Wow!
Sheesh