pedro rivera – el cartel de las calles

pedro rivera el cartel de las calles

pedro rivera – el cartel de las calles Lyrics

Artist: pedro rivera
Song: el cartel de las calles

Soy del cártel de las calles
Y no me asusto de nada
Para hacer brincar la liebre
Yo no ocupo toneladas

Con un poco de perico
Ya traigo la bolsa hinchada
Yo me la paso en el carro
Recorriendo la ciudad

Con el bíper en la bolsa
Y también mi celular
Nomás digan cuanta quieren
Y al instante la tendrán

Traigo una “súper” fajada
Más vale que me lo crean
No presumo de muy bravo
Yo le atoro a lo que sea

Porque aquí si no traes nada
Cualquier zorrillo te mea
Tengo muchas amistades
Que no me hacen quedar mal

Tengo las puertas abiertas
Porque soy hombre formal
Del cielo le caen las hojas
Al que nace pa tamal

Cuando estaba prisionero
Ya de mí ni se acordaba
Pero vieron que era gallo
Que mi bolsa no lloraba

Ahora me dicen “pariente
Le tengo una carne asada”
¡ja, ja!
Soy del cártel de las calles

Y vénganse a cotorrear
Que perico es lo que sobra
Si no vamos a traer más
Que al cabo esas son las cosas

De las que hace satanás
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el cartel de las calles Lyrics – English Translation

I’m from the street cartel
And I don’t get scared of anything
To jump the hare
I do not occupy tons

With a little parakeet
I already bring the swollen bag
I spend it in the car
Touring the city

With the bíper in the bag
And also my cell phone
Just say how much they want
And instantly they will have it

I bring a “super”
They better believe me
Do not presume very brave
I hit whatever

Because here you don’t bring anything
Any runs piss you
I have many friends
That do not make me look bad

I have the doors open
Because I’m a formal man
The leaves fall from the sky
To which pa tamal is born

When I was a prisoner
I didn’t even remember me
But they saw that it was a rooster
That my bag did not cry

Now they tell me “relative
I have roasted meat ”
ha ha!
I’m from the street cartel

And go to cotorrear
How parakeet is what is left over
If we are not going to bring more
That after those are things

Of those made by Satan
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pedro rivera Lyrics – el cartel de las calles

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Release Year: 2023