Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Muletas, artist - Gerardo Ortiz. Album song Sold Out, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 25.09.2019
Record label: Del
Song language: Spanish
El Muletas(original) |
Por que andube rengo |
me dicen muletas |
tuve un accidente |
en la motocicleta, |
se hicieron de huevos |
hoy estoy tras las rejas |
les hice pasar unas noches |
perversas, vendo mariguana |
y a veces disparo, |
pa los de la letra |
yo soy el muletas. |
Empieza la historia a como he peleado |
desde los 3 ceros |
andamos chambeando, |
preparo mi gente mi sello marcado |
ya somos doscientos |
andamos entrados |
las seis entidades |
las tengo en mis manos |
los contragobierno |
como han batallado. |
Y vendo mota |
yo soy traficante |
8−9 te fuiste adelante, |
con teodoro hice mucho desastre, |
pero sigue la gente atacando |
la plaza peleando, |
muertes, balaceras |
secuestros, peleas, |
bien descontrolados. |
Raton ingenuado |
pasado buscando |
parece que sabes las ganas |
que traigo |
de darle carrilla, |
y mirarlo sentado |
en una blindada |
todo destrozado |
les dejo la clave hay cheken |
el dato, porque yo |
aki adentro |
yo sigo ingenuando. |
Raydel Lopez Uriarte, |
tambien el muletas |
me sobran apodos |
me falta una cuenta, |
la cuenta que |
traigo contra |
un individuo |
le mande un mensaje |
ya sabe el amigo |
que aca por la escuela |
tiene un enemigo |
que si abre las puertas |
le atasco un cuchillo. |
Muevo mota yo soy |
traficante, |
8−9 te fuiste adelante, |
con teodoro hice mucho |
desastre, pero sigue la |
gente atacando, la plaza peleando |
el Teo, la perra |
el cris, el muletas |
dejaron al mando. |
(translation) |
Why was I lame |
they call me crutches |
I had an accident |
on the motorcycle, |
they were made from eggs |
Today I am behind bars |
I made them spend a few nights |
perverse, I sell marijuana |
and sometimes I shoot, |
for those of the letter |
I am the crutches. |
The story begins as I have fought |
from the 3 zeros |
we are chambeando, |
I prepare my people my marked seal |
we are already two hundred |
we are inside |
the six entities |
I have them in my hands |
I counter-government |
how they fought |
and I sell weed |
I am a trafficker |
8−9 you went ahead, |
I made a lot of mess with Teodoro, |
but people keep attacking |
the square fighting, |
deaths, shootings |
kidnappings, fights, |
well uncontrolled. |
naive mouse |
past searching |
it seems that you know the desire |
I bring |
to give him cheek, |
and watch him sitting |
in an armored |
all shattered |
I leave you the key there is cheken |
the data, because I |
here inside |
I'm still naive. |
Raydel Lopez Uriarte, |
also the crutches |
I have plenty of nicknames |
I'm missing an account |
the account that |
I bring against |
An individual |
I sent him a message |
you already know the friend |
here for the school |
he has an enemy |
that if he opens the doors |
I stuck a knife in it. |
I move mota I am |
trafficker, |
8−9 you went ahead, |
with teodoro i did a lot |
disaster, but follow the |
people attacking, the square fighting |
Teo, the bitch |
the cris, the crutches |
left in command. |