Regulo Caro — El Nuevo Rey song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Nuevo Rey" by Regulo Caro.

Lyrics

Me gustan 9 denones
Pa ganar esta pelea
Aunque la cosa no es fácil
Vamos a pasar la prueba
Mi gallo sabe cantar
En su tierra y en la ajena…
La raza esta de este lado
Y no vamos a fallarle
Es bravo este MEXICANO
Nunca ha sabido rajarse
El 14 de Septiembre
Ha de ser inolvidable…
No se me pongan nerviosos
Tengan confianza en el güero
A él no le tiemblan las piernas
El sale a rifarse el cuero
Sin miedo avienten su cheque
Que esto ya se puso bueno…
Las Vegas será testigo
Que ha nacido un «Nuevo Rey»
Es grande este MEXICANO
Y su palabra es la ley
Brindemos por la victoria
Y que viva «El Nuevo Rey»…
(Y hay le va mi compa chepo)
Que te pasa Floyd Mayweather
No te miro tan seguro
Tu siempre has gritado fuerte
Y ahora te has quedado mudo
Será porque este «Canelo»
Vino a matarte el orgullo…
Apuesten no tengan miedo
Su dinero está seguro
En los puños del «Canelo»
Pueden confiar su futuro
Cuando suene la campana
Van a ver que pega duro…
Yo ya arregle la maleta
Voy a Las Vegas, Nevada
A la pelea del «Canelo»
A rifarme mi fe errada
Gocen que de esto no hay diario
Sean testigos de esta Azaña…
Mayweather es favorito
Para ganarle al «Canelo»
Pero eso a mi no me importa
Porque yo confio en el güero
Voy a aventarme un buchanan´s
A la salud del «Canelo»…

Lyrics translation

I like 9 denones
Pa win this fight
Although the thing is not easy
Let's pass the test
My cock can sing
In their land and in the land of others…
The race is on this side
And we will not fail him
This Mexican is brave.
He's never been able to crack.
On 14 September
It must be unforgettable…
Don't get nervous.
Have confidence in the güero
He doesn't tremble his legs
He goes out to shave his leather
Without fear they lay down their check
That this already got good…
Las Vegas will witness
That a "new King" has been born»
This Mexican is big.
And his word is the law
Let's toast to victory
And Long Live " The New King»…
(And there goes my friend chepo)
What's Wrong With You, Floyd Mayweather?
I don't look so sure
You've always screamed loud
And now you're mute
It will be because this " Cinnamon»
He came to kill your pride…
Bet don't be afraid
Your money is safe
In the Fists Of The " Cinnamon»
They can trust their future
When the bell rings
They'll see it hits hard…
I already packed the suitcase.
I'm going to Las Vegas, Nevada
To the fight of the " Canelo»
To rip off my wrong faith
Enjoy that there is no daily
Witness this scourge…
Mayweather is favorite
To beat " Cinnamon»
But that doesn't matter to me.
Because I trust the güero
I'm gonna bang a buchanans.
To the health of the "Cinnamon»…