El Chino (feat. Manuel El Popeye)

The Chinese has a code
Defends honor and loyalty
And believes in one almighty God: Money
(Let's go!)

The Chinese makes a living on the street
He feels sorry for his mother
He's looking for trouble and he knows it
But money belongs to no one

That's why he risks his life
The police chase him
Escaping day and night
Ay lereleré, ay lereleré

A blue one, let's fuck!
The Chinese deals; he has real bills
Takes M, cough syrup, and cocaine
Thirteen twelve! Fuck the police!

The Chinese only thinks about bills
He'll shoot you to avoid handcuffs
Niquelao; he has his crew in the neighborhood
He's successful, they say he's a millionaire

The Chinese's woman earns it
She knows, she's the queen of the Tana
Race and courage: She looks like a gypsy
Two stabs, if you cross the line

He's not afraid of the cops, the ugly ones
He won't be intimidated by the cops or the SWAT
Always quiet, the Chinese doesn't cause trouble
But he grabs the gun in a shootout

The Chinese makes a living on the street
He feels sorry for his mother
He's looking for trouble and he knows it
But money belongs to no one

That's why he risks his life
The police chase him
Escaping day and night
Ay lereleré, ay lereleré

He hated being poor, he comes from the bottom
He made drugs his job
First, money, the rest, he doesn't give a damn
Working hard! Adding bales, counting bundles

He became strong, crowned at twenty
Succeeded at twenty-one and bought a twenty-two
Collected Kalashnikovs with drum
Carries a thirty, has thirty-two

He's hot-blooded, he's a criminal
Too smart
Unfortunately, he gets lost at the party
He gets lost, makes mistakes, he gets lost!

That crazy head is a problem
Because partners get nervous
Power doesn't move the heart
Nothing personal: Business is business

Loyalty, respect, and loyalty
Honor and freedom
The law of the street is not the Prosecutor's

Loyalty, respect, and loyalty
Honor and freedom
The law of the street is not the Prosecutor's

The Chinese makes a living on the street
He feels sorry for his mother
He's looking for trouble and he knows it
But money belongs to no one

That's why he risks his life
The police chase him
Escaping day and night
Ay lereleré, ay lereleré