Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Soy el 11 Soy Gonzalo , by - Enigma Norteño. Release date: 10.01.2021
Song language: Spanish
Soy el 11 Soy Gonzalo(original) |
| Con una mirada firme |
| Y siempre entre la lumbre |
| Avanzo y no me rindo |
| No puedo quemarme a sido mi destino |
| Vamos pa delante a labrar el camino |
| Soy uno con uno soy el mp… |
| Pa servirles soy Gonzalo |
| Me tachan de malo |
| Pero andan herrados |
| Solo doy centencias |
| Al que anda enredado |
| Una M muy grande |
| Siempre me a apollado |
| Estoy afiansado |
| Aqui en el cartel… |
| Un boludo me desplasa |
| Cuando hay amenaza |
| De gapes marinos |
| No a sido tan facil |
| Poder dar conmigo |
| Dicen que en la mafia |
| Hay que ser agerrido |
| Y hay va mi saludo |
| Para Culiacan… |
| (Y no gana ni el mas fuerte |
| Ni el mas rapido |
| Si no aquel que va decidido |
| A triunfar |
| Y esto es Enigma Norteño) |
| Con un comboy artillado |
| E sobrepasado a cualquier blindaje |
| Mis plebes siempre listos |
| Para el combate |
| Hay iniciatiba para el contrataque |
| Pruebas ya he dejado |
| En ciudad Obregon… |
| Amigos que con el tiempo |
| Me han demostrado |
| Lealtad y franqueza |
| Mi compadre checo |
| Es clave aqui en la empreza |
| Siempre a mantenido |
| Fria la cabeza |
| Aqui esta mi mano |
| Pal numero 6… |
| Voy rumbo a un nuevo horizonte |
| Ya saben mi nombre |
| Y mi clave les dejo |
| Me llaman el 11 |
| Y soy el macho prieto |
| No quieran brincarme |
| Se los aconsejo |
| Porque doy boletos |
| Para el mas alla… |
| (translation) |
| with a steady gaze |
| And always in the light |
| I advance and I do not give up |
| I can't get burned, it's been my destiny |
| Let's go ahead to pave the way |
| I am one with one I am the mp… |
| To serve you I am Gonzalo |
| they call me bad |
| But they are shod |
| I only give cents |
| who is entangled |
| A very big M |
| It has always supported me |
| I'm entrenched |
| Here on the poster... |
| A boludo displaces me |
| when there is threat |
| of marine gapes |
| It hasn't been that easy |
| be able to give me |
| They say that in the mafia |
| You have to be tough |
| And there goes my greeting |
| For Culiacán… |
| (And he doesn't win even the strongest |
| not the fastest |
| If not the one who is determined |
| Succeed |
| And this is Northern Enigma) |
| With an artillery comboy |
| E bypassed any armor |
| my plebes always ready |
| for combat |
| There is initiation for the counterattack |
| Tests I have already left |
| In Ciudad Obregón… |
| Friends who over time |
| I have been shown |
| Loyalty and openness |
| My Czech friend |
| It is key here in the company |
| always to maintained |
| cold head |
| here is my hand |
| Club number 6… |
| I'm headed for a new horizon |
| you already know my name |
| And my key I leave you |
| They call me on 11 |
| And I am the dark male |
| don't want to jump me |
| I advise them |
| Why do I give tickets? |
| For the beyond... |