Latinos — Clave Privada song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Clave Privada" by Latinos.
Lyrics
Dicen que me andan buscando
Que me quieren agarrar
Ruéguenle a dios no encontrarme
Porque les puede pesar
Mi gente se me enloquece
Cuando le ordeno matar
Seguro
Ya mucho tiempo fui pobre
Mucha gente me humillaba
Y empece a ganar dinero
Las cosas están volteadas
Ahora me llaman patrón
Tengo mi clave privada
Yo me paseo por Tlaxcala
En mi cheyene del año
Dos hombres en la cajuela
Con un cuerno en cada mano
De vigilancia a los carros
Por si sucede algo extraño
Voy a seguir trabajando
Mientras tenga compradores
En los estados unidos
Allí existen los mejores
Compran cien kilos de polvo
Como comprar unas flores
Y no es mentiras compa
Quiero mandar un saludo
A toditos los presentes
Amigos que están conmigo
Y también a los ausentes
Brindemos por las mujeres
Las triago siempre en mi mente
Mi orgullo ser Tlaxcalteca
Lo digo donde yo quiero
Estado de muchos gallos
Que se encuentran prisioneros
Pero este gallo es mas bravo
Les canta en su gallinero
Tengan cuidado señores
Andan buscando la muerte
El miedo no lo conozco
Para eso no tuve suerte
Soy cerca de Cuapiaxtla
Tierra de puros valientes
Lyrics translation
They say they're looking for me.
Who want to grab me
Pray to God not to find me
Because it can weigh them
My people are freaking me out.
When I order you to kill
Safe
I've been poor for a long time.
A lot of people humiliated me.
And I started making money
Things are turned upside down
Now they call me pattern.
I have my private key
I walk around Tlaxcala
In my cheyene of the year
Two men in the trunk
With a horn in each hand
Surveillance of cars
In case something strange happens
I'll keep working
As long as you have buyers
In the United States
There are the best
They buy a hundred kilos of powder
How to buy flowers
And it's not lies compa
I want to say hello
To all present
Friends who are with me
And also the absent
Let's drink to the women
I always triage them in my mind
My pride being Tlaxcalteca
I say it where I want it
State of many cocks
Who are prisoners
But this rooster is braver
He sings to them in his henhouse
Be careful, gentlemen.
They're looking for death.
I don't know fear.
For that I was unlucky
I'm near Cuapiaxtla
Land of brave cigars