Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Ondeado, artist - Enigma Norteño. Date of issue: 29.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
El Ondeado(original) |
| Traigo la Pechera ajustada |
| y con lanza granadas me cuido el pellejo |
| navego una troca blindada |
| bazuka empotrada tambien varios cuernos. |
| Dicen que soi mui sanguinario |
| por qe a los contrarios los he torturado |
| Sobre aviso nunca hai engaño |
| cuidense gallinas qe estoi bien Ondeado. |
| La Gente que tengo a mi mando |
| es de alto rango y mui bien entrenados |
| en Hummers y trocas del año |
| mis plebes siempre andan bien acelerados. |
| Estoi Afiliado a la empresa |
| de la M y la Z por si alguien lo duda |
| y La JT desde lejos si algun dia se ofrece |
| me brinda su ayuda… |
| Me Conocen en donde quiera |
| aya por la sierra y por la cuidad |
| los wuachos qieren atraparme |
| y arrebatarme a mi la libertad. |
| Ya me quitaron a mi hijo |
| yo soi mui canijo |
| y me ha han hecho enojar |
| Tachillo fuiste un gran valiente |
| y estoi orgulloso de ser tu papa. |
| No me hace falta el dinero |
| yo se que las puedo y no pido prestado |
| si se me calienta el terreno |
| lo limpio en caliente soi hombre rifado… |
| Voi a rebelarles mi nombre |
| y si qieren un norte |
| pueden preguntar |
| me llamo Manuel Torres Felix |
| De clave M1 Y soi de Culiacan… |
| (translation) |
| I bring the tight chest |
| and with a grenade launcher I take care of my skin |
| I sail an armored truck |
| embedded bazooka also several horns. |
| They say that I am very bloodthirsty |
| because I have tortured the opposite |
| On notice there is never deception |
| take care hens I'm fine Ondeado. |
| The people I have under my command |
| he is high ranking and very well trained |
| in Hummers & Trucks of the Year |
| My plebes are always well accelerated. |
| I am affiliated with the company |
| of the M and the Z in case anyone doubts it |
| and the JT from afar if one day it is offered |
| help me… |
| They know me everywhere |
| aya for the mountains and for the city |
| the wuachos want to catch me |
| and take away my freedom. |
| They already took my son away from me |
| I am very skinny |
| and they have made me angry |
| Tachillo you were a great brave |
| and I am proud to be your dad. |
| I don't need the money |
| I know I can and I don't ask to borrow |
| if the ground heats up |
| I clean it hot, I'm a raffled man… |
| I'm going to reveal my name to them |
| and if they want a north |
| you can ask |
| my name is Manuel Torres Felix |
| Of key M1 And I am from Culiacan… |