Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song De Buen Perfil, artist - Calibre 50. Album song Guerra De Poder, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Record label: Andaluz
Song language: Spanish
De Buen Perfil(original) |
A los caballos fuertes me gusta apostar |
Alla en las rutas me miran por Culiacán |
Una fresita por un lado, buen perfil carga el chavalo |
Y una buena banda para cotorrear. |
Una escuadrona me sale del pantalón |
En fiesta en grande, mis amigos, mis compradas |
Son de acción, juntos somos un clickón |
Lo enamorado nunca se me va a quitar |
Traigo la escuela de un gran hombre que es mi apá |
El mundo es del arriesgado, el negocio es complicado |
Pero siempre me la he sabido rifar |
Era una chinga el campo pero me aguanté |
Me salió un tiro y sin pensarla la brava me avente |
Gracias a Dios coroné |
Y es la Carnaval compa Edén |
Y Puro Calibre 50 pariente |
Si tiro humito para el cielo ando relax |
De vez en cuando un cigarrito no cae mal |
Con una buena amanecida, al millón vivo mi vida |
Mi destino solo Dios decidirá |
Me voy pal rancho con los plebes a pistear |
O a dar la vuelta pal Caribe o pa los Cabos me da igual |
Hay pa eso y pa mucho más |
Desde la infancia me he enseñado a respetar |
A ser sencillo y a la gente ayudar |
Mi palabra me hace fuerte, pal beisbol tengo piquete |
Y un montón de amigos que conmigo están |
Ya me despido aquí les dijo un corridon |
Que me recuerda a los inicios que chambié pa aquel viejón |
Que llevo en el corazón |
(translation) |
To strong horses I like to bet |
There on the routes they look at me for Culiacán |
A strawberry on one side, good profile charges the kid |
And a good band to chatter. |
A squad comes out of my pants |
At a big party, my friends, my purchases |
They are action, together we are a clickon |
What I love is never going to take away from me |
I bring the school of a great man who is my dad |
The world belongs to the risky, the business is complicated |
But I have always known how to raffle it |
The field was a piece of shit but I put up with it |
I got shot and without thinking about it, the brave threw me |
Thank God I crowned |
And it is the Carnival compa Eden |
And Pure Caliber 50 relative |
If I throw smoke for the sky I relax |
From time to time a little cigarette is not bad |
With a good morning, to the million I live my life |
My destiny only God will decide |
I'm going to the ranch with the plebes to drink |
Or to go around to the Caribbean or to Los Cabos, I don't care |
There is pa that and pa much more |
Since childhood I have been taught to respect |
To be simple and help people |
My word makes me strong, for baseball I have picket |
And a lot of friends who are with me |
I already say goodbye here a corridon told them |
That reminds me of the beginnings that I changed for that old man |
What I carry in my heart |