Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gacho el Peleón, artist - Macaco. Album song El Mono en el Ojo del Tigre, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 10.06.1999
Record label: Edel Musica
Song language: Spanish
Gacho el Peleón(original) |
| No levanta ni un metro del suelo |
| Pero por la calle le suelen chillar |
| Gacho vete con cuidado no sea que hoy vayas tu a pringar |
| Que tu lo ves por Plaza San Jaume, Plaza Reál o la Catedral |
| Si no te crees lo que su mama cuenta |
| Pregúntale a él y tu veras escúchalo |
| Y es que mi mama me decía nene no robes |
| Y es que mi mama me decía nene no te sobes |
| Y es que mi mama me decía nene no te cuelgues |
| Gacho el peleón mucho pedazo todo un cabrón |
| Gacho el peleón por la calle va todo vacilón |
| Se pelea con el del cuarto |
| Y al de la tienda de la esquina lo tiene amargao |
| Te cambia un talego de costo por un llavero de dios dirá |
| Y esos guiris que le miran con miedo |
| Él se los camela y ya todo cambia |
| Gacho es de carne y hueso |
| Pero con vida y caña se hace respetar |
| Y el que no llora no mama, le dijo la puta en la cama |
| Muévete pa arriba si las cosas no te andan |
| Salta a ese cabrón mírale que no te enteras |
| Camina pa arriba pero nunca pa fuera |
| Le van siguiendo por la carretera |
| (translation) |
| It does not lift even a meter from the ground |
| But on the street they usually yell at him |
| Gacho go carefully lest today you go to pringar |
| That you see it by Plaza San Jaume, Plaza Reál or the Cathedral |
| If you don't believe what your mom says |
| Ask him and you will really listen to him |
| And it's that my mom told me baby don't steal |
| And it's that my mom told me baby don't be sobes |
| And it's that my mom told me baby don't hang up |
| Gacho el peleón a lot of piece all a bastard |
| Gacho the bully on the street goes all hesitant |
| He fights with the one in the room |
| And the one from the corner store he has it bitter |
| He changes you a cost bag for a god keychain he will say |
| And those foreigners who look at him with fear |
| He tricks them and everything changes |
| Gacho is made of meat and bone |
| But with life and cane he makes himself respected |
| And the one who doesn't cry doesn't suck, the whore told him in bed |
| Move upstairs if things don't work for you |
| Jump to that bastard look at him you don't find out |
| Walk up but never out |
| They follow him down the road |