Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Pista Secreta, artist - Los Tucanes De Tijuana. Album song Clave Nueva, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Master Q
Song language: Spanish
La Pista Secreta(original) |
Jefe nos descubrieron la pista secreta |
Maldita sea, hagan frente, voy para alla |
Saco una bolsa de polvo |
Y se diò tres muy aprisa |
Le subio tiro a su escuadra |
Y se fajo la camisa |
Les dijo a su compañeros |
Hay problemas en la pista |
Procedente de Colombia |
Una avioneta llegaba |
A la sierra sinaloense |
Donde iba a ser descargada |
Pero la pista secreta |
La judicial encontraba |
Ya la estaban descargando |
Cuando se oyo una sirena |
Los narcos se reportaron |
Jefe tenemos problemas |
El jefe dice hagan frente |
Voy para alla no se muevan |
Empezaron los disparos |
Al llegar la judicial |
Cayeron dos traficantes |
Quedaban cuatro no mas |
Pero cuando llego el jefe |
No quedo mi un federal |
Señor aqui esta la carga |
Dijeron los colombianos |
Entreguenos el dinero |
Por que ya nos retiramos |
Pues que tengan un buen viaje |
Y al infierno los mandaron |
Ninguno era judicial |
Eran puros fajadores |
Se disfrazaron de leyes |
Como en varias ocasiones |
Y junto con los colombianos |
Hacian sus operaciones |
El hombre se carcajeaba |
Y besaba los paquetes |
De mansito me agarraron |
No saben con quien se meten |
Sino es por el pericazo |
No hubiera salvado el flete |
(translation) |
Boss they discovered the secret track |
Damn, face it, I'm coming |
I take out a bag of dust |
And he gave himself three very quickly |
He shot up his squad |
And he tucked up his shirt |
He told his companions |
There's trouble on the track |
From Colombia |
a plane arrived |
To the Sierra Sinaloa |
Where was it going to be downloaded? |
But the secret clue |
The court found |
They were already downloading it |
When a siren was heard |
The narcos reported |
Boss we have problems |
The boss says cope |
I'm going there don't move |
The shots started |
When the court arrives |
Two traffickers fell |
There were only four left |
But when the boss came |
I do not stay my a federal |
Lord here is the load |
Colombians said |
Give us the money |
Why are we already retiring? |
So have a good trip |
And they were sent to hell |
none was judicial |
They were pure brawlers |
They disguised themselves as laws |
as on several occasions |
And together with the Colombians |
did their operations |
The man laughed |
And he kissed the packages |
From mansito they grabbed me |
They don't know who they mess with |
If not because of the pericazo |
He wouldn't have saved the freight |