Regulo Caro — Lo Caro No Es Pa' Tarifa song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Lo Caro No Es Pa' Tarifa" by Regulo Caro.
Lyrics
Hoy es cuando chile verde
le has de dar sabor al caldo
mi familia humildemente
tienen apellido Caro
llavudos son los toretes
entre los mas fuertes
de todo el ganado
Ya les aguante ser clavo
ya eso hora de ser martillo
y DEA me salio caro
28 años vale un gringo
media vida me arrancaron
ni un dia mas les pago
ahi tuvo el castigo
Nomas por dejar el cerco
inconforme al extranjero
pa los chillidos de puerco
un nido de carnicero
sigan cobrandome el muerto
que pa mis respetos
no valia mi tiempo
Ando entre siglas por ahi
detras de una sola cifra
ya no me dejo agarrar
lo caro no es pa tarifa
mis ramas crecieron ya y entre la amistad
todos me cobijan
Mi vida monitoreada
con los ojos siempre encima
me toco la perra brava
hasta el de casa mordia
la piedra es calculada
segun la camada
del sapo que mira
Ese tiempo que perdi
fue la mitad de mi vida
de pelo blanco sali
por pensar descoloria
pero tambien aprendi
a sobrevivir entre la mala vida
Como duele recordar
perder mi hermana fue duro
muchas cosas se te van
viviendo entre 4 muros
pero sacudi las sal
supe conservar el numero 1
Lyrics translation
Today is when Green chile
you must give flavor to the broth
my family humbly
they have expensive surnames
turnovers are the toretes
among the strongest
of all cattle
I can stand being a nail.
it's time to be a hammer.
and DEA cost me
28 years worth a gringo
half my life was ripped off
not one more day I pay them
there he had the punishment
For leaving the siege
non-conforming to the foreign
pa the pig squeals
a butcher's nest
keep charging me the dead
that pa my respects
it wasn't worth my time
I'm in between acronyms over there.
after a single digit
I don't get caught anymore
the expensive thing is not PA fare
my branches grew already and between friendship
everybody's got me covered.
My life monitored
with eyes always on
I touch the good bitch
even the one at Casa mordia
the stone is calculated
according to the litter
from the looking Toad
That time I lost
it was half my life.
white hair came out
by thinking discoloration
but I also learned
to survive among the bad life
How it hurts to remember
losing my sister was hard
a lot of things go away
living between 4 walls
but shake the Salt
I was able to keep the number 1