Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Andamos Armados , by - Control Machete. Release date: 12.02.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Andamos Armados(original) |
| Como cada viernes la raza est presente |
| Arriba, abajo, por todos lados |
| Armando el desmadre como mi compadre |
| Que no tiene tiempo para agaitarse |
| Siempre que tiene humor ya sea me tomo una cerveza |
| Para animarse y as alterarse |
| Un poco de sabor, amargo el trago |
| Hay que olvidar todos los pinches ratos |
| Con un poco de desmadre y todos bien armados |
| Despertando al vecino y a todo el vecindario |
| Hasta ver que amanece y ya no haya cheve |
| Hasta que dejes de or (zumbando al machete) |
| Andamos armados… |
| Verse 2: Pato |
| (So) somos lo que somos, aunque no comprendes |
| Unos mexicanos que controlan el machete |
| Mira como sube ms Esta pinche fiesta es pa todo el personal |
| La raza, sigue uniendo vecindarios |
| Venimos armados mirando a todos lados |
| Siempre que querramos, haremos a un lado |
| A cualquier mamila que pretenda ataarnos |
| Como algunos homeys nado en mi mente |
| Zumba el machete, sale el demente |
| Mira como sube ms Duro para arriba que no vaya a bajar |
| Verse 3: Fermn IV (Pato) |
| Andamos armados con el microfono y el ritmo |
| (Todo este pinche ruido) |
| El machete controlando todo el escenario |
| (Con la cheve en la mano y el desmn organizado |
| (Armense todos, todos los que puedan |
| Hazlo a tu modo con lo que tu quieras) x4 |
| Andamos armados con el cuerno de chivo |
| A ver quien se atreve a apagar el pinche ruido |
| El desmadre organizado no es slo un rato |
| Es pa’toda la noche (tu trpale al radio) |
| Si a t te parece sbele al volmen |
| Agrrate una cheve a ver a quien se le sube |
| El primer balazo es al aire pa’alegrar la fiesta |
| Si todo si es ms fiel que se entrometa |
| Pa’que me detenga no va a ser sencillo |
| Esto est empezando sin ya vale un grillo |
| Si no vas a unirte, ni pa’que te metes |
| Hazte a un lado, que ah te va el machete |
| Verse 4: Fermn IV (Pato) |
| Andamos armados con el micrfono y el ritmo |
| (Todo este pinche ruido) |
| El machete controlando todo el escenario |
| (Con la cheve en la mano y el desmadre organizado) |
| (Armense todos, todos los que puedan |
| Hazlo a tu modo con lo que tu quieras) x6 |
| (translation) |
| As every Friday the breed is present |
| Up, down, everywhere |
| Arming the mess like my compadre |
| That he doesn't have time to get excited |
| Whenever he's in the mood, I either have a beer |
| To cheer up and get excited |
| A little taste, bitter the drink |
| You have to forget all the fucking moments |
| With a bit of chaos and all well armed |
| Waking up the neighbor and the whole neighborhood |
| Until we see that it dawns and there is no more beer |
| Until you stop praying (whizzing at the machete) |
| We are armed... |
| Verse 2: Duck |
| (So) we are what we are, although you do not understand |
| Some Mexicans who control the machete |
| Watch how more goes up This fucking party is for all the staff |
| The race, continues to unite neighborhoods |
| We come armed looking everywhere |
| Whenever we want, we will put aside |
| To any baby that tries to bind us |
| Like some homeys I swim in my mind |
| The machete buzzes, the madman comes out |
| Look how it goes up harder so it won't go down |
| Verse 3: Fermn IV (Duck) |
| We walk armed with the microphone and the rhythm |
| (All this fucking noise) |
| The machete controlling the entire stage |
| (With beer in hand and organized disorder |
| (Arm everyone, everyone who can |
| Do it your way with whatever you want) x4 |
| We are armed with the goat's horn |
| Let's see who dares to turn off the fucking noise |
| Organized rampage is not just for a while |
| It's for the whole night (you play the radio) |
| If it seems to you, turn to the volume |
| Grab a beer to see who gets it |
| The first shot is in the air to brighten up the party |
| If everything if it is more faithful than it interferes |
| For me to stop, it's not going to be easy |
| This is starting without already worth a cricket |
| If you are not going to join, not even why do you get involved |
| Step aside, here's the machete |
| Verse 4: Fermn IV (Duck) |
| We walk armed with the microphone and the rhythm |
| (All this fucking noise) |
| The machete controlling the entire stage |
| (With beer in hand and organized chaos) |
| (Arm everyone, everyone who can |
| Do it your way with whatever you want) x6 |