Los Cuates de Sinaloa — El Mercenario song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Mercenario" by Los Cuates de Sinaloa.
Lyrics
Cortenle bien la cabeza, que no se maltrate
La voy a mandar, aquellos que le ordenaron
Que me diera piso, y me fuera a robar
Ponganle en una hielera y escribanle afuera vuelvanlo a intentar
El que me la hace se muere, vivir ya no quiere
Al infierno se va, mi clave empieza con R
Termina con R, y soy de Culiacan
R con R cigarro, damas hierba y carros mi debilidad
La carcel no es TE de Tila, no calma los nervios
Ni ancias de matar, el dia que a mi me encerraron
Jure que saliendo iva a despedazar, a los que a mi me entregaron
Y ese dia llegado, los vo’a revetar
La sangre del cuerpo es clara, de atiro muy chirri
No es mi prioridad, yo disparo a la cabeza
Pues la sangre espesa es seguridad da seguridad
De que se muere la presa no hay duda y certeza
No hay que rematar
Hay carteles invasores que quieren la plaza
A como de lugar, Culichi ya tiene dueño
Dejense de sueños, ponganse a chambear
En donde les corresponda, aqui no hagan ronda, les puede tronar
Con la camisa bien puesta
Del jefe Ismael y don Joaquin Guzman
Defendere el monasterio, el legado, el imperio, que lograron crear
R con R cigarro, soy un Mercenario a la hora de pelear
Lyrics translation
Cut off his head, don't be mistreated.
I will send her, those who commanded her
To give me a flat, and go steal me
Put him in an icebox and write him out. try again.
He who makes me dies, live no longer wants
To hell goes, my key starts with R
End with R, and I'm from Culiacan
R with R cigar, weed ladies and carts my weakness
Jail is not Tila tea, it does not calm the nerves
No need to kill, the day I was locked up
I swear that when I went out to tear them to pieces, they gave me
And that day come, I will revetar them
The blood of the body is clear, very chirri shot
It's not my priority, I shoot in the head
As thick blood is safety gives safety
That the prey dies there is no doubt and certainty
You don't have to finish
There are posters invaders who want the square
As of place, Culichi already owns
Stop dreaming, get to sleep
Where it belongs to you, here do not make rounds, you can Thunder
With the shirt on
Chief Ismael and Don Joaquin Guzman
Defend the monastery, the Legacy, The Empire, which they managed to create
R with R cigar, I'm a mercenary when it comes to fighting