Los Buitres De Culiacán Sinaloa — Coquio Castro song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Coquio Castro" by Los Buitres De Culiacán Sinaloa.
Lyrics
Con sabor a sinaloa
Es el corrido que hoy canto
Con sabor a sinaloa
Es el corrido que hoy canto
Para brindile homenaje
Al joven coquio castro
Del rancho de los mescales
De rumbo a badiraguato
Jorge castro a si se llama
Y le dicen el coquio
Es mediano de estatura
Trabieso y muy aguerrido
Cuando lo llaman a plaeto
Nunca se pone amarillo
Cuantas veses se a peliado
A tenido la rason
Sus enemigos ya saben
Que se sobra corazon
Mejor le sacan la buelta
Piensan jugarle traision
«hay le va un saludo
A mi compadre armando casares
Y un abraso don pe castillas
De rancho de los mescales sinaloa
Su gente siempre lo busca
Por se sabe consertersia
Que si lo acupan los pobres
De ellos no se arberguensa
Porque jorge es gente humilde
Nunca les saca la buelta
Lo acompana su compadre
Penunuri se apellida
Y con orgullo lo dice
Yo por usted doy la vida
Usted me a hecho favores
Desos que nunca se olvidan
El coquio siempre dice
Yo se que quieren matarme
Pero nomas se les duerme
Dos o tres voy a llevarme
Con esta 45
Yo voy a se respertarme
Ya me despido de todos
Ya termine de cantarles
Pa que maten al coquios
Primero hay que taisionle
Pecho a pecho yo lo dudo
Las manos van a sudarles
Lyrics translation
Flavored with sinaloa
It's the corrido I sing today
Flavored with sinaloa
It's the corrido I sing today
For brindile tribute
The young coquio castro
From the rancho de los mescales
Heading for badiraguato
Jorge castro is called
And they call him the coquio
It is medium in height
Rough and very seasoned
When they call him plaeto
It never turns yellow
How many veeses have you peeled
Had the rason
Your enemies already know
That's spare heart
You'd better get your bag out.
They're going to play you traision.
"there goes a greeting
To my compadre armando casares
And an abrasion don pe castilles
From rancho de los mescales sinaloa
His people are always looking for him.
By consertersia is known
That if the poor
Of them is not arberguensa
Because jorge is humble people
He never takes their buelta out.
His companion accompanies him
Feathers are called
And proudly says so
I give my life for you
You've done me favors.
Desos that never forget
The coquio always says
I know they want to kill me.
But they just fall asleep
Two or three I'll take
With this 45
I'm going to breathe.
I'm saying Good-bye to everyone.
I'm done singing to them.
To kill the coquios
First you have to taisionle
Chest to chest I doubt it
Your hands will sweat