Bandolero (feat. Vishoko, Bayriton, Dylan, Franko Jocker, Piero Oreja y Jose Lyon)
Jairo Vera
Bandit (feat. Vishoko, Bayriton, Dylan, Franko Jocker, Piero Oreja, and Jose Lyon)
And even if they say I'm a bandit,
Wherever I go, I'm on point.
And even if they say I'm a bandit,
Wherever I go, I'm on point.
Bandit- Bandit- Bandit, I'm rolling with my crew walking through the ghetto.
I don't just put my hand in, I put my whole arm in.
And if they want trouble, I’ll make it rain.
We're on point for everyone around,
With the mask and gloves, I'm on the other side.
Smoking that good stuff, I see it getting cloudy.
So tell me, tell me when you're ready, yeah.
I've lived it up with all my people,
We never sleep, always caught up in trouble.
I'm gonna keep my swagger,
And my eyes wide open.
And even if they say what they say,
I'm making money all around.
Tell me, Piero, we're always ready in the area.
Many want to be like me, but they can't measure up.
Straight from Quillayes, Quilicura, Cerro Navia,
We're in the neighborhoods, pure brothers, not one fails.
And even if they say I'm a bandit,
They want me here in Chile, also abroad.
Because just as I am, always loyal and true,
If I'm in trouble, I'm with my crew.
I'm from a straight line, never a coward.
Tell me why dim your shine?
I'm ready, humble, and simple,
But always looking for trouble.
I'm from a straight line, never a coward.
Tell me why dim your shine?
I'm ready, humble, and simple,
But always looking for trouble.
And even if they say I'm a bandit wherever I go,
I thank God for being where I am today.
We make noise in the streets, and in Quillayes,
I’ll let my Glock speak for anyone who crosses me.
We're out here hustling, hitting the streets,
A bandit at heart, always on the grind.
Bandit, we're on point,
With my crew.
The Mercedes and the steel.
Bandit, we're on point,
With my crew.
The Mercedes and the steel.
I'm always on point,
We're pure brothers, for mine I kill and die.
I'm in the hood with my crew,
God keeps me safe, always around the world.
Dangerous with my Glock,
Lighting up a blunt,
All my brothers got my back,
And in the crew, I'm a bandit like Don, yeah.
I'm a bandit, the streets call me,
I'm in Quillayes and the young ones are top tier.
I'm a bandit, the streets call me,
I'm in Quillayes and the young ones are top tier.
And even if they say I'm a bandit,
Wherever I go, I'm on point.
And even if they say I'm a bandit,
Wherever I go, I'm on point.
Bandit,
Lead if you cross the line.
I roll with the real ones who never fail on the streets.
Cruising with my crew, through the hood, through the block.
You pull out the gun but never shoot it.
And if I show up at one, all the real ones are waiting.
I don’t roll with the fakes, nor with snitches, nor with losers.
Pepon, with Camilo, the ones who always bless me.
Many talk big, but don’t know what they’re saying.
In the streets, we leave our mark,
Don’t act tough if you want war, just say so.
And if your crew comes, it’s normal that I step on them.
Everyone knows who we are, that’s why they start to leave.
In the streets, we leave our mark,
Don’t act tough if you want war, just say so.
And if your crew comes, it’s normal that I step on them.
Everyone knows who we are, that’s why they start to leave.
I take on missions, if they catch me, I don’t cry.
Always talking tough, I don’t roll with the weak.
In the streets, I make noise, I know I’m Chilean,
With an Italian cut, even the gold is Italian.
Some are just wasting time but don’t wash up,
They show up ready, they know what they bring.
Some stay, others go to heaven,
Sending hugs to the sky for those who aren’t here.
Father, you know everything I do is to help you at home,
So you and mom can roll in style, and never be seen as common.
Father, you know everything I do is to help you at home,
So you and mom can roll in style, and never be seen as common.
I'm a wild one, and I'm ready for anything,
A blessed bandit, a bandit with no ties.
For the yellow, anyone who’s crossed me,
Now everyone’s looking for me because I’m ready to roll.
I'm a wild one, and I'm ready for anything,
A blessed bandit, a bandit with no ties.
I got my back covered by my Glock with drums,
We’re in the area with all the young ones.
My crew controls the blocks,
And with the dangerous ones, with the rats.