Gatos Rayados

Striped cats' gang
They already got under my skin
Whoever takes it, deals with it
Carve it into your head
I want it to be clear to you
That here with me you sit

They used to hang out calmly
Without worrying about anything
Because they had no competition
And if someone came out, they'd block them
Today they're desperate
With the people from Tijuana

Calm down, my hens
There's already too many eggs
Because that's what I have in excess
And tell that barber
Not to open his mouth so much
For so little money

Fake-clawed beasts
Living off someone else's brain
Don't try to take over the world
Don't act so tough
Because you're already in the spotlight
And honestly, I'm very tough

It's hard for them
To recognize their father
The coin has flipped
And that's what burns them the most
I'm sorry, colleagues
But you'll have to deal with it

I control the territories
I've already shown you
In California and Texas
In Arizona and Chicago
In New York and Florida
In Mexico and everywhere

The world turns a lot
I've told you a thousand times
Just like in big countries
There are changes in presidents
It's the same in the mafia
There are also changes in bosses