Paseaba en la troca con quema cocos
Parqueamos la guagua y le tocamos al loco
Que siempre jala con sus compadres
Se jala temprano para echar desmadre
Salió de su casa, saco de lana
Zapato blanco y pantalón de pana
Así yo me visto si se me da la gana
Mejor no te metas donde nadie te llama

Nos fuimos temprano hacia el reventón
Y nos encontramos a mi hermano Ramón
Que me invitaba de su cerveza
Mientras me comentaba "Qué buena está la fiesta"
Ahí conocimos a unas muchachas
Que no estaban buenas ni tampoco estaban gachas
Y las mandamos a hacer la fila
Para que nos sirvieran vario' tequila'

The party was plenty full of narcos
Was plenty full of grass shit
And plenty full of guarros
Todos en coches brindados
To-to-to-todos tomados y todos bien armados
Loco bebió hasta perder el control
Se puso a rapear como el pendejo de Caló
Y nos gritaron "Malditos pochos"
Nos discriminaron por venir en bochos

Le dije "Man, ya estás muy pasado"
Más vale cholo que mal acompañado

No se pelién, man, no se pelién
Para poder pelearse hay que saber con quién, man
No se pelién, man, no se pelién
Para poder pelearse hay que saber con quién

La rabalera estaba hasta el recubeque
Quería pagarle a la mafia con un cheque
Nos presumían de sus ropitas
Mientras que el loco les bajaba a su chiquita
Rolando Harinazos me dijo algún idiota
Que se refería a mi amigo el Trota
El loco le dijo, "Ey ten cuidado con Edmundo
You better keep your mouth shut
O mato a todo el mundo"

Se armaron los plomazos y los trancazos
Paw, paw, qué buenos catorrazos
Y les gritaba a todos pecho tierra
Mientras les comentaba
"Qué buena está la guerra"

Tito me dijo ese güero mariquete
Me estaba amenazando con su 357
Un enano bigotón, hijo de la chingada
Me estaba amenazando con lanzarme su granada
Llegó el momento de hacer la retirada
Ah, está puerta está cerrada

Tuvimos que escapar por la puerta principal
Y le dije a mi chofer que me dejara manejar
Le dije, "Man ya estás muy pasado"
Y él me dijo, "No problemo, este bocho está tocado"

No se balién man, no se balién
Para poder balearse hay que saber con quién, man
No se balién man, no se balién
Para poder balearse hay que saber con quién

No se balién man, no se balién
Para poder balearse hay que saber con quién
No se balién man, no se balién
Para poder balearse hay que saber con quién

Más vale cholo que mal acompañado


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