Enojado

You touched my son behind my back
Now he wants me to file a complaint
I'll ask you this topic
So that everyone knows
That you are Gil guacho

I walk quietly, my whim
And even if you have a gun
I know you're Gil
Your family are lighters
What a scheme with the crooks
Don't act like a squirt
Balance beretines

You dared with my son
You played the cool guy
But now that I find out
I'm going to break your tail
Show your face like a man
Lighter, don't hide
I went to look for you in Santa Rita
And you are never
What's up, dude?

You touched my son
And you hope he doesn't answer
I have bullets for you
And those who are against me
For the fat punctured
If he answers, fuck him
And your brother
(Sh, sh)
Because he was in jail

I don't care how much iron
Nor how many soldiers they have
I'm going to shoot them
And wait for them to come
The other girl is already caught
I grabbed her so she could learn
That my son doesn't let himself
To beat up for some clothes

It's never anyone's problem
For a whore
And I earned respect by doing it
The war on the cops
Locking myself up at night
And hiding during the day
Carancheando by surprise
Police boats

What do you know about the street?
Filthy lighter
Hand in hand wherever you want
I'd kick your ass
I would kill you at once
And no one would know you
When you're in the drawer
Of the evils that I would do to you

Everyone knows who I am
They know where I am
Because they don't show their faces
I'm going alone
And even if you act like a karateka
At the time of the events
I'm going to put my face on
You're going to put your chest out

They know who I am
They know where I am
Since they don't come looking for me
I go alone
And even if you act like a karateka
At the time of the events
I'm going to put my face on
You're going to put your chest out

In the neighborhood where the boys
Men become men by shooting
Where no one wins a bus
By family or by a name
Where we all grew up
Dreaming of robbing a bank
Instead in your neighborhood
The guachos dream of being drug dealers

Selling kilos of drugs
And keep the guachas
Here we snap our fingers
They pull down their panties alone
We kids have mines
For stealing and for being a fascist
And those who sell merchandise
They live with their heads down

They told me there
You're acting like a jerk
You get drunk
And you shout that you are the good one
You have nothing of a thief
And less of a tumbero
Because the good kids
They do not touch other people's children

If I find you
You're going to scream like crazy
When I cut off your fingers
Fucking
And sew your mouth shut
This is how you will learn
That my family is not touched
The evil things I'm going to do to you
I swear there are not a few

I don't crawl to transact
So they can make me a splinter
You didn't see me, my mom
He doesn't even buy me sneakers
What I have I earn
With my shining Taurus
When I cross you, idiot
I'm going to tear your knees off

You embarrassed my son behind my back
I'll make it short for you
You stop making it long
How horses run
When the race is long
You're going to run away
When I throw my burdens on you

The whims I have
Until the last I bank them
You were daring with me
And now your ship is sinking
You have no blood for anything
And I emphasize it to you again
What you have
They are called drug dealing tantrums

Everyone knows who I am
They know where I am
Because they don't show their faces
I'm going alone
And even if you act like a karateka
At the time of the events
I'm going to put my face on
You're going to put your chest out

They know who I am
They know where I am
Since they don't come looking for me
I go alone
And even if you act like a karateka
At the time of the events
I'm going to put my face on
You're going to put your chest out

You also like to act crazy
And take refuge in your den
Crying for your mom
So I can throw you a lifeline
This does not end there
I swear to you on my life
This time he doesn't save you
Not even all the police

Resentful cat
I make it short and don't stretch it
Retreat and invigorate yourself
I'm asking you for shots
I always walk alone
And I don't shrink from anyone
I also have a gun
And I don't show it to the boys

You never stole anything
You are a beautiful and rich fool
For being cool
I'm going to pass you perico

I'll put you in four
And I ride you
(Hico hico)
While I put you in
My iron in the snout
Better laugh now
That you are listening to me
Because a barking dog doesn't bite
While barking

Bigot, stupid son of a bitch
You just asked for it
The police beat the kid's family
Ortiba
Iron, iron, I go guacho
You touched my son behind my back
Now get in a fight and fight me
Loggii
What's up?
It appears because if not
It's going to be worse

I'm just a kid
I am alone
I have the ten
Gil
I have a great jacket
And they don't want to fix it in any way
Because I have no room for anything
With no one
You dared
Now I go

My son respects himself
I'm going to teach you
Respect the kids' families
The children of the kids do not touch each other
So get tough
And tell your ass I'm coming
Ortiba
Tranza
Lighter
Son of a bitch