Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song El Cuete Ya Detono , by - Mr. Yosie Locote. Release date: 06.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
El Cuete Ya Detono(original) |
| Fuck enemies |
| Topele a la guerra |
| Bien firmes mi barrio sedientos de venganza |
| Wachando el momento para tumbar las chavalas |
| Mi barrio es de respeto, no se anda con mamadas |
| Fues cagaron el palo se los llevo la chingada |
| Mis homies del barrio, hoy vestimos de negro |
| Porque ya sufrimos la caida de un guerrero |
| Se metieron con la F vamos a darles sueno |
| Bien puesto mi barrio planeando las misiones |
| Son vatos de respeto no se metan pues cabrones |
| Somos los pelones, cholos hasta el hueso |
| Si tu chingas con ella te matamos como un perro |
| Lo dicho, dicho está, tu vida va a acabar |
| Toda la Santa Chila con nosotros va a temblar |
| Invocaron a la muerte y su vida va a acabar |
| Toda nuestra pandilla venganza va a exclamar |
| Las balas y las metras por las calles va a escuchar |
| Vatos de respeto, cocos bien rapados |
| Paños en las caras, truenos bien fajados |
| Gangsters, pensamientos de matones |
| Ya vieron pendejo, somos los mas cabrones |
| Rolas avenidas plaqueamos la Florence |
| En nuestra guarida planeamos las misiones |
| Mi raza en su esquina bien parada |
| Fumando la mota, planeando la venganza |
| La Florencia te llegó, del mundo te desterró |
| Lo saben sur control, el cuete ya detono |
| Llegó su viernes 13, el dia de la Florencia |
| Ya los enemigos plomeamos sin evidencia |
| Muertos bajo tierra y que comience la guerra |
| Somos la Florencia, se mueren hijos de perra |
| Pasando las ranflas, los truenos detonando |
| Las chavalas cayendo, mi barrio estoy tirando |
| Nosotros Florencianos, ustedes ya lo saben |
| Cargamos truenos y escopetas por si usted quiere toparle |
| Así es mi pandilla, firme y decidida |
| Cada puto que tumbamos a nosotros nos la vida |
| Soldados brincados a la Florencia |
| Lo bujala los mini vamonos a la guerra |
| Los morros, tambien aqui le brincan |
| Somos los Florencia ya lo saben maricas |
| Los mini onceando el terreno |
| Y pa las misiones todos siempre bien puestos |
| Algo la clika mas temida |
| Puro sureñote terreno Santa Chila |
| Chavalas están ya en la mira |
| Todos los soldados rondan por sus esquinas |
| Rodeados de puro vato loco |
| Pasan por el terreno les volamos el toco |
| La Florencia te llegó, del mundo te desterró |
| Lo saben sur control, el cuete ya detono |
| Florencia 13 por vida |
| Shadow, south side |
| Mr. Yosie Locote |
| El control de Guanatos |
| (translation) |
| fuck enemies |
| Rush to war |
| Well sign my neighborhood thirsty for revenge |
| Wachando the moment to knock down the girls |
| My neighborhood is one of respect, you don't go around with blowjobs |
| You screwed up the stick, I'll take it to hell |
| My neighborhood homies, today we wear black |
| Because we already suffered the fall of a warrior |
| They messed with the F, let's give them sleep |
| Well put my neighborhood planning the missions |
| They are vatos of respect, so don't get involved bastards |
| We are the hairless ones, cholos to the bone |
| If you fuck with her we kill you like a dog |
| What is said is said, your life is going to end |
| All Santa Chila with us is going to tremble |
| They invoked death and their life is going to end |
| Our whole revenge gang is going to exclaim |
| The bullets and the meters through the streets will listen |
| Vatos of respect, well shaven coconuts |
| Cloths on the faces, well-wrapped thunder |
| Gangsters, thugs thoughts |
| You already saw asshole, we are the most bastards |
| Rolas avenues we plaque the Florence |
| In our lair we plan the missions |
| My race in its corner well standing |
| Smoking the weed, planning the revenge |
| Florence came to you, from the world it banished you |
| They know it under control, the cuete has already detonated |
| His Friday the 13th arrived, the day of Florence |
| We already plumb the enemies without evidence |
| Dead underground and let the war begin |
| We are Florence, sons of bitches die |
| Passing the ranflas, the thunder detonating |
| The girls falling, my neighborhood I'm throwing |
| We Florentines, you already know |
| We carry thunder and shotguns in case you want to run into him |
| This is my gang, firm and determined |
| Every bitch that we knock down us gives us life |
| Soldiers jumped to Florence |
| Lo bujala the mini let's go to war |
| The hills, also here they jump |
| We are the Florencia, you already know fagots |
| The mini once the field |
| And for the missions everyone is always well placed |
| Something the most feared clika |
| Pure southern land Santa Chila |
| Girls are already in the crosshairs |
| All the soldiers haunt their corners |
| Surrounded by pure vato loco |
| They go through the field we blow their toco |
| Florence came to you, from the world it banished you |
| They know it under control, the cuete has already detonated |
| florence 13 for life |
| shadow south side |
| Mr Yosie Locote |
| The control of guanates |