Banda Los Recoditos — La Cruda song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Cruda" by Banda Los Recoditos.
Lyrics
Pídanme algo para la cruda
Por que siento que algo se me revienta
Si no supiera qué tengo
Por dios qué me trozo la cabeza
Hay compadezco traigame un suero
No tarde mucho por que me muero
Hay calmese no es para tanto
No mas falta que sueltes el llanto
Ya sabe con que se alivia
Hay PA qué chingados me levanto
Con una cheve y un clamatito
Es lo mejor para lo crudito
A pero ayer… Nadie gritaba y nadie cantaba
No mas uste
No me empede lo que pasa me dieron vino y tomate un trago
Y no mas poquito y me cruce
Siento Que Todo Da Vuelta Hasta El Techo Se Me Menea
Ya Nunca Vuelvo A Tomar
Por Que Esta Cruda Si Qué Esta Fea
PA Qué Me Invitan Si Yo Le Atoro
Peor Si Ya Saben Como Me Pongo
Y A Noche Se Tragaba La Cheve
Como Si Fuera agua
Luego Se Fue A Bailar Y Se Atraganto
Con Una Buchanan’s
Usted Fue El Chuperon De La Fiesta
Y A Hora Resulta Que No Se Acuerda
A Pero Ayer… Nadie Gritaba Nadie Cantaba No Mas usted
No Me Empede Lo Que Pasa Es que Me Dieron Vino
Y Tomate Un Trago Y No Mas Poquito
Y Me Cruce.
Lyrics translation
Ask me something for the crude
'Cause I feel like something's popping out of me
If I didn't know what I had
For God's sake, I'll chop my head off.
There's mercy bring me a serum
It won't take long for me to die
There's calm down it's not so much
You don't need to let go of the crying anymore.
You know how it relieves you
There'S a lot of shit I get up
With a key and a clamatite
It's the best thing for the raw
A but yesterday ... no one was screaming and no one was singing
No more you
Don't stop me what's going on they gave me wine and have a drink
And no more little and I cross
I Feel Like Everything Turns Around Till The Roof Shakes Me
I Never Take It Again
Why Is It Raw If What Is Ugly
PA What do you invite me if I Jam you
Worse If You Already Know How I Get
And At Night He Swallowed The Key
As if it were water
Then He Went Dancing And Got Attracted
With a Buchanan's
You Were The Sucker Of The Party
And By The Time It Turns Out That He Does Not Remember
But yesterday ... No One shouted No One sang No more you
Don't stop me what happens is I got wine
And Have A Drink And Not A Little More
And I Cross.