Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Por Mi Madre, artist - Tego Calderón. Album song El Abayarde: Contra-Ataca, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 27.08.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Por Mi Madre(original) |
Yo si guille joda de vera' |
Naci en onciadera |
Me voy hasta abajo |
Solo con la vieja |
Nunca he matado a nadie |
No se si me atreva |
A la hora de la verdad es que se prueba |
Cuando eres tu o yo |
El mas que tenga crias |
Que llore tu ama’no la mia |
Siempre al cojonu lo mata el mas pendejo |
Se cansan del abuso y viejo se van afuego |
Yo no estoy en brega compadre de ningun tipo |
De herencia me dejaron enemy gratuito |
Un pasaje del Kennedy a Puerto Rico |
Hablandote claro toy cagao’y pico |
No soy samurai pero por mi mai |
Ayayay saco de donde no hay |
En desventaja ellos con rifle |
Yo con navaja |
Porque mi babi el corazon no caga |
(Por mi madre…) Se repite la historia otro guapo muere en manos de un cobarde |
(Por mi madre…) Quiza esto nunca cambie el abuso de poder trae sangre |
El abuso de poder trae sangre |
Oye de este negocio vivo poco’salen |
La mayoria se mueren en mano de amistades |
El que jodio la vida por estos mal paridos |
Y la cogen ahora con su esposa y su hijo |
De pinga el papo de cuello guinda |
Mira la venganza siempre es linda |
Mami, si mata el alma y envena' |
Papa dios perdoname apiadate de ella |
Usted conoce mis mentiras buenas en mi ira |
Pero en esta vida nadie da la otra mejilla |
Creci amaldao’bandinaje y contrabando |
Por mas que me alejo lo malo me esta llamando |
Usted que no lo sabe no lo mueve |
No lo hago por poder ni mujeres |
No me queda otra mejor muerto que chota |
Nunca moriria descalzo muero por las botas |
(Por mi madre…) Se repite la historia otro guapo muere en manos de un cobarde |
(Por mi madre…) Quiza esto nunca cambie el abuso de poder trae sangre |
Por mi madre yo los pico’como pa sopa… |
Que fue? |
(translation) |
I yes guille fuck really' |
I was born in Onciadera |
I'm going all the way down |
alone with the old |
I have never killed anyone |
I don't know if I dare |
At the moment of truth is that it is tested |
when it's you or me |
The more that has babies |
Let your love cry, not mine |
Always the fuck is killed by the most asshole |
They get tired of the abuse and old they go to fire |
I'm not in a fight compadre of any kind |
From inheritance they left me free enemy |
A ticket from the Kennedy to Puerto Rico |
Speaking to you clearly toy cagao'y pico |
I'm not a samurai but for me mai |
Ayayay I take from where there is no |
At a disadvantage they with a rifle |
me with a knife |
Because my baby the heart does not shit |
(For my mother…) History repeats itself another handsome man dies at the hands of a coward |
(For my mother…) Maybe this will never change the abuse of power brings blood |
The abuse of power brings blood |
Hey, I don't live much of this business |
Most die at the hands of friends |
The one who screwed up his life for these poor children |
And now they fuck with his wife and his son |
From pinga the cherry neck papo |
Look revenge is always cute |
Mommy, if it kills the soul and poisons' |
Papa god forgive me have mercy on her |
You know my good lies in my anger |
But in this life no one turns the other cheek |
I grew up amaldao'bandinage and smuggling |
As much as I walk away, the bad is calling me |
You who do not know it do not move it |
I do not do it for power or women |
I have no other better dead than chota |
I would never die barefoot I die for boots |
(For my mother…) History repeats itself another handsome man dies at the hands of a coward |
(For my mother…) Maybe this will never change the abuse of power brings blood |
For my mother I pick them like soup… |
What was it? |