Los Razos — El Oaxaco song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Oaxaco" by Los Razos.
Lyrics
Nomas al puro arrancon
De aquella troca cargada
Iba bien a rajamadre
Oaxaco la yababa
El morro se veia de huevos
La troca iba chicotiada
Se topo con un renten
Le marcaron el alto
Le metio ala pinche troca
Era cabron el oaxaco
Los guachos se quedaban
Le dio risa y dijo fuck you
Aquella bola de verdes
Quedaron bien emputados
Le tiraban alas llantas
Nunca las abujeraron
Su troca iba asegurada
Contra clavos y plomazos
Y ora si mi raza
De oaxaca
Ya tienen quien les cante
Cabrones
Los RAZOS no mas
Parientio
Nomas se quedaron viendo
Mirando las lucesitas
Se limpiaban las naarices
Como lo coladerita
Se fijaban ala tierra
A ver si tiro poquitaa
El morro es de sangre fria
A puro arranconcebido
De los que no se culean
Cuando llevan un pedido
El oaxaco demostro
Tener huevos en su sitio
Aquella bola de verdes
Quedaron bien emputados
Le tiraban alas llantas
Nunca las abujeraron
Su troca iba asegurada
Contra clavos y plomazos
Oh kon esta pinshe cruda pues kientanto chinga aya pues mijo
-pues deje me asomo apa'
-oh es el rey mire el troconon ke karga
KE PASO PARIENTIIO
Apoko no te has enterado
DE KE PARIENTE
Ke van a estar los razos aya en el farayon
KOMO VA A SER ESOO PARIENTE
Simon y vengo por ti pa irnos a echar un reventon
Y pon altiro la troca
PUES DEJA PONGO AL PINSHE TIRO ESTA RANFLA PUES
Pues mientras le hablo alas morras
LLAMELES LLAMELES
+helo
Bno alivianence por ke vamos a ir a echarnos un reventon y traite otras chavas
por ke bamos a ir aver mi kompa los razos
+orale pues y ke nos vamos a pistear…
Lyrics translation
Nomas at Pure start
From that loaded exchange
It was good for rajamadre
Oaxaco la yababa
The nose looked like eggs
The exchange was whipped
I ran into a renten
They set him high.
Le metio ala pinche Barca
It was cabron the oaxacus
The guachos stayed
He laughed and said fuck you
That green ball
They were pretty good at it.
They were throwing wings at him.
They never got them.
His exchange was secured
Against nails and plumb
And pray if my race
Of oaxaca
They already have someone to sing to them
Bugger
The races no more
Parientio
They just stayed watching.
Looking at the little lights
The naarices were cleaned
Like coladerita
They were fixed to the ground
See if I throw poquitaa
The nose is cold-blooded
A pure pluck
Of those who don't fuck
When they carry an order
The oaxaco demo
Have eggs in place
That green ball
They were pretty good at it.
They were throwing wings at him.
They never got them.
His exchange was secured
Against nails and plumb
Oh kon this raw pinshe well kientanto chinga Aya well millet
- then let me Peep apa'
- oh it's the King look at the troconon ke karga
KE PASO PARENTIIO
Apoko, you haven't heard.
DE KE RELATIVE
Ke will be the Aya razos in the farayon
KOMO IS GOING TO BE A RELATIVE.
Simon and I come for you to go have a blast
And put the switch up
WELL LET'S PUT THE PINSHE THROW THIS PUFF WELL
Well, while I'm talking to him, you're dying.
CALL THEM CALL THEM
+have
Bno alivianence by ke let's go have a blast and treat other girls
by KE bamos to go aver mi Kompa the razos
+ orale well and ke we're going to track…