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Description
Producer: Yorsh Producer: Diego Producer: Menostyl Producer: Chuin Producer: Moises Lopez Composer/Lyricist: Chuin Composer/Lyricist: Jorge Jimenez Sanchez Composer/Lyricist: Pablo Jesus Gastellum Olivares
Lyrics and translation
Original
Vengo crudo, amanecido, todo deslechado
Anoche yo andaba bien crakis, todo anestensiado
Mi compadre anda bien pilas, todo alebrestado
Si se chinga dos rayones no lo dejo abajo
Traigo la jeta bien chueca de tanto lavado
Me chingo unas dos pingonas, me ando emparejando
Ya no me acuerdo de nada, traigo el tape borrado
De lo último que me acuerdo fue bajando al charco
Déjame explicar lo que me pasó
Pues es que se me chingó el carro
Al chile, el pinche cel se me apagó
Por eso no había contestado
Si yo quisiera andar de baquetón
Te juro ya te habría dejado
Me conociste todo lokochón
Ya deja de cagar el palo
Y así suena la C el 2 y el 4
Y no sea batallosa, mi reina, compa Jorsshh
Y porque los locos nunca mueren, viejo
Y porque seguimos siendo inmortales, compa Chuy
Chu-yin
Tranqui los ojos pelones y un bolsón cuajado
Anoche la pasé bien verga y hoy bien regañado
Pa'l putero y al zordón que está caliente el cuadro
Que si me tuerce mi vieja se arman los chingasos
La neta por más que quiera ser un buen muchacho
Me encanta andar de pinche loco, con locas pisteando
Déjame explicar lo que me pasó
Pues es que se me chingo el carro
Al chile, el pinche cel se me apagó
Por eso no había contestado
Si yo quisiera andar de baquetón
Te juro ya te habría dejado
Me conociste todo lokochón
Ya deja de cagar el palo
¡Ja, ja, jay, wey!, ¡uh!
English translation
I come raw, dawn, all disgraced
Last night I was doing well, crakis, all anesthetized
My friend is doing well, all excited
If it gets two scratches I won't leave it down
My face is very crooked from washing so much
I fuck some two chicks, I'm pairing up
I don't remember anything anymore, I bring the tape deleted
The last thing I remember was going down into the puddle
Let me explain what happened to me
Well, my car screwed up.
To the chili, the fucking cell went out
That's why I hadn't answered.
If I wanted to walk around
I swear I would have left you by now
You knew me all crazy
Stop shitting the stick
And this is how C sounds on 2 and 4
And don't be troublesome, my queen, friend Jorsshh
And because crazy people never die, man
And because we are still immortal, friend Chuy
Chu-yin
Calm down the bald eyes and a curdled bag
Last night I had a good time and today I was scolded
For the whore and the thug that the painting is hot
If my old woman twists me, the hell will break out
The net no matter how much he wants to be a good boy
I love being a fucking crazy person, with crazy people running around
Let me explain what happened to me
Well, my car is screwed up.
To the chili, the fucking cell went out
That's why I hadn't answered.
If I wanted to walk around
I swear I would have left you by now
You knew me all crazy
Stop shitting the stick
Ha, ha, jay, wow! Uh!