Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poncho Konos, artist - T3R Elemento. Album song Underground, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 02.11.2017
Record label: LA R, Parral
Song language: Spanish
Poncho Konos(original) |
Un avión comercial salió de Mazatlán |
A Los Ángeles va a aterrizar |
Viajó pa' Culiacán pa' la chamba buscar |
Allá quería trabajar y ganar |
La suela Louis Vuitton pa' delante le da |
Pa' atrás no sabe andar |
Le batallé bastante |
Y pruebas de la vida pude superar |
En un Mercedes negro a Las Vegas |
Se va listo para enfiestarse a gozar |
En un Cadillac blanco a alta velocidad |
Con El Chino lo vieron llegar |
Buchanan’s del 18 para Poncho Konos |
Al Xalos llegó |
Y si hay un problema un cargador extendido |
Lo trae Genaro |
Sé no traigo su sangre pero él es mi padre |
Que nos apoyó y además |
Una niña es mi vida, mi reina es mi hija |
Y mi razón para luchar |
No soy gente de nadie |
No por mis tatuajes me van a juzgar |
Me da igual un buen taco con un bote a un lado |
Que un fino restaurant… |
Y échele mi compa Kristo, ¡Puro T3R Elemento viejo! |
Así es mi compa J Salázar, ¡y puro gang gang foo! |
Miami y Nueva York para tirar el rol |
Son gustos que se da el chavalón |
Poncho ya se enfiestó, la noche ya llegó |
Sirve aquí, del 18 pidió |
Si en un tiempo no se pudo |
Ahora sobran las ganas pa' andar de cabrón |
Y una bella dama morenita o güera |
No dicee que no |
Los Ángeles mi casa |
Del Este mi raza recuerden |
No es bueno confiar San Juditas me cuida |
Saben que la vida seguido se mira llegar |
Poncho ya se despide, tiene rato libre, va pa' Culiacán |
Caminen derecho |
Si andan en lo chueco |
Hay que saber andar… |
¡Somos La R Records! |
(translation) |
A commercial plane left Mazatlan |
To Los Angeles is going to land |
He traveled to Culiacán to look for the chamba |
There I wanted to work and earn |
The Louis Vuitton sole in the front gives it |
Pa 'back does not know how to walk |
I battled him enough |
And tests of life I was able to overcome |
In a black Mercedes to Vegas |
He leaves ready to party to enjoy |
In a speeding white Cadillac |
With El Chino they saw him arrive |
Buchanan's 18 for Poncho Konos |
Xalos arrived |
And if there is a problem an extended charger |
Genaro brings it |
I know I don't bring his blood from him but he is my father |
That he supported us and also |
A girl is my life, my queen is my daughter |
And my reason to fight |
I am nobody's people |
They are not going to judge me for my tattoos |
I don't care about a good taco with a boat on the side |
What a fine restaurant… |
And give him my friend Kristo, Pure old T3R Element! |
This is my compa J Salazar, and pure gang gang foo! |
Miami and New York to throw the role |
They are tastes that the kid gives himself |
Poncho has already had a party, the night has already arrived |
Serve here, from 18 requested |
If at one time it was not possible |
Now there are plenty of desires to be a bastard |
And a beautiful brunette or blonde lady |
Don't say no |
Los Angeles my home |
From the East my race remember |
It is not good to trust San Juditas takes care of me |
They know that life is often seen to arrive |
Poncho says goodbye, he has free time, he goes to Culiacán |
walk straight |
If they are in the crooked |
You have to know how to walk... |
We are La R Records! |