Mambo Para Los Presos

(Tell me Yiordano Ignacio)
(Uoh-oh)
(Yeah, Hey)
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This mambo goes to the prisoners
For the mentally ill
So that all my people can hear the new song for the criminals
This great song is for thieves
Here we are anti-cops, but as a joke, they ask which bank we robbed
There are millions of reasons

The thief is a thief when he is a minor
But always with the blessing of the Lord
We don't even buy him Paco Mayor, traveling and stealing but what better
On my way to Europe listening to Estopa
My world file, ask in Europe
One always alone never walks with troops
And the cardboard ones think they're dressed like clothes
Counting the bales, smoking a bastard
There are no friends, owning a leopard fur coat
Counting the bales, smoking a bastard
There are no friends, owning a leopard fur coat
One is wrong and the friends disappear, and that's how they want someone to be loyal
And if they don't know how fair it is to win, and that you are doing something illegal
A thief saw a bill counter, and some idiot is messing around
I'm thirteen and I'm going like a rocket
And why do the envious always interfere?

This greeting goes to the prisoners and to my brother to whom I pray
I don't deny it, the street is bad
It is obvious that money is not given away
It's not just the thief who lies
It's that everyone now regrets it
Just because you're missing a tooth doesn't mean you're going to be
Criminal, there are people in prison who are innocent
Counting the bales, smoking a bastard
There are no friends, owning a leopard fur coat
Counting the bales, smoking a bastard
There are no friends, owning a leopard fur coat

Hey, kid, listen carefully to my advice
Don't stray from me, you're in progress
For what is coming, heart of steel
The street teaches you to be firm and
That fights with yours, give it all your weight
Fools are fools, they don't even give for that
Go ahead and give it your all and free the prisoners
Vo' give your court free for the prisoners ooh-uooh
Free for all prisoners
That we are cutting cheese on the street
Ooh-oooh

Free for all prisoners, blessings
From heart for those looking for weight
Counting the bales, smoking a bastard
There are no friends who have a leopard fur coat
Counting the bales, smoking a bastard
There are no friends who have a leopard fur coat
Hahaha yeah
Hey
For all those who walk around in leopard skin
We smoke a bastard'
Tell me Yiordano Ignacio, Yiordano Ignacio uooh
South Pudahuel

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