“Y ahi le va viejillo guango… ! Aqui le canta su padre hijo del cocho… ! Y aguante el chorizo viejillo hediondo… ! Y aqui el que canta es tu padre guey… ! Ando bien encabronado La culpa la tiene un chango Tiene mucho parcido Con los que traigo colgando Anda hablando babosadas Y eso
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(Traditional) You know the guitar came to Europe with the gypsies 700 years ago Spain brought the guitar to Mexico 400 years ago U.S.A. picked a quarrel with Mexico and got Texas and California And it also got the guitar and the guitar got us It was Afro American people in the south That worked
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Voy a cantarles El cantar de los cantares La bella estrofa de este Pueblo del señor Estas cruzada con tu Grito en el espacio Dios si existe lo Juraste con ardor Pueblo de Mexico En tu seno te cobija Dando una muestra De tu enseña y tu valor Y con la sangre de Los buenos
Oh girl you satisfy me, you satisfy me Oh girl you satisfy me, you satisfy me As far as I see, oh girl you satisfy me Roll it roll it roll it with me girl Hold it girl control it with me yeah Roll it in slow motion to me girl When I’m lonely, will
Let’s get reckless like the ocean ‘cause I’m careless like the sea I watched you walk inside this crowded room, trying to drink the void in you We’re all searching for something intangible, breaking moons apart to let the ocean know You taught me a lot about confidence, a common place, and settling I taught
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Esto musica es una mierda f**k christmas That’s right Yeah Heres a holiday That’s better Mexico Day of the dead Chinga de puta madre cabron Day of the dead I wish we celebrated that Dia de los muertos Why can’t we have that Oh yeah Ugh Swedish midsummer Sucks ass Tonto del culo Day of the dead I wish
Ho laga dabb’ch Glock jaave jatt tureyaJatt tureya.. jatt tureya..Laga dabb’ch Glock jaave jatt tureyaJatt tureya.. jatt tureya.. Ho kole asla bilayti jeda chak tureyaChak tureya paun dhakk tureyaPainda dabb’ch Glock jaave jatt tureyaJatt tureya.. jatt tureya.. Hoo… Ho kaaleya raahan da kayi raahi aakh deMaut chandri da kayi maahi aakh deHo kayi aakhi jaande
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[Intro] Another nigga body bagged (Huh) Another nigga body bagged (Ay) [Hook] Another nigga body bagged Ain’t dat shit sad? Wit my slab all designer give no f**ks it’s mismatched Wit two flips, call up lil jit Have his shit gripped Boss move big finesse moves Did dat no stick Another nigga body bagged Ain’t
Ya no soy el ayudante Hoy soy jefe de las plazas Ya no son pacas de a kilo Las converti en toneladas Un tiempo fui campesino Ahora soy ” EL BOTAS BLANCAS” Ese rancho de la palma Si vieras como te extraño De una pricion de durango Se les fugo un lisenciado Tambien le llaman
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[Verse 1] Love, I’ve been looking for a while Been close a couple times Man, she’s hard to find And towns everywhere along the map Well, I’ve traveled there and back And I wonder where she’s at [Chorus] Yeah, maybe she’s in Dallas Cheering for the Cowboys Maybe laying low down in Mexico I know
Went down to Mexico on the Fourth of July I got a tattoo of a moth and a butterfly Had a little time to burn, a little money to spend And so I bought a switchblade for each of my friends Pablo and Dan had a plan said “We’re gonna get rich Put the double
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Play this song [Intro] Yo, babe, you love me? (Yes, I love you) You gon’ ride for me? (Yes, baby) No matter what, right? (No matter what) You’re my lil’ hitter? (Ha, ha, why you always do that? Like…) You not gon’ be my hitta? (No) If I give you the, if I give you the Glock You gon’
Play this song [Intro: Young Thug] (You good, T-Minus?) Uh [Chorus: Young Thug] The Rolls Royce is grey, I’ve been callin’ it granny I copped that Lamb’ truck and that bitch panoramic (Skrt) I’m fuckin’ on lil’ shawty, mama, and granny I’m takin’ up space and they squish me like sandwiches Fuck what I did,
Play this song [Verse 1] You gon’ find out that I’m not myself In this winehouse, all my dogs need some help What I’m crying ’bout when I’m all by myself Long nights at the Mission Inn, long nights at the Mission Inn You gon’ find out that I’m not myself In this winehouse, all
[Chorus: Future] I done it first, before you were even in I saw trends fore they were even in I’m ridin in something forin Got cars that ain’t even in Plug give me 10 Drink Rosay, ain’t even out yet [Verse 1: Future] Got guns, we gettin it, got shoes, we gettin it Got racks
They tried to get rid of me But from ocean to ocean They are gonna have to deal with me Ayooooo! I been overlooked, slept on Stepped on, left for dead Always against all eyez like Pac said I’m the living Great Gatsby But these boys will watch you quick and disappear like Banksy From
[Verse 1] Blacked out again down in Mexico, Jose Cuervo got me again. Wasted again with El Diablo, Alcohol my only friend. [Pre-Chorus] Smash the bottles on the reef, Wash the dirt off of my feet, That was the summer of my life. [Chorus] I’ve been drinking to forget just how good it was, I
Verse 1: I was fever held Sick as a dog near dead Sprawled out and only friends With my couch When something made me Turn my head And it vaguely Reminded me of Mexico – (Of Mexico…) Post-Verse: Dust blown down criminal roads Buck shot, cold killers and knives Brought to you tonight By Mr.
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Leave the door open baby, I get cakey Daily, got the gun in, that’s on safety Mama always told never let a nigga play me Then I got my ass whooped, and I couldn’t take it What’s the situation? That’s the situation baby [?] Cooling with the paper, balling in a major Shoot ’em in
[Intro: Matt Champion] Tuggin’ on my pinky ring, smelling like chrysanthemum I just want that, I just want that bump, bump in my trunk Blowing skunk, getting crunk with my baby, oh, what’s up? Bump, bump in my trunk, bump, bump in my trunk [Verse 1: Merlyn Wood] We gon’ ride, ride, ride down to
[Intro: Young Thug] Southside on the track, yeah Yeah Back to back Ooh, ooh Yee! [Chorus: Young Thug] I take molly and go up (up) We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up) We got hoes (bitches) it’s ’bout to go up (ooh) You playin’ with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it
[Intro] Ye ye Pussy homosexual Gang gang in this muffucka turning up in this one time You know Moneybag on the beat Muffuckin brooks you feel me [Verse] Pussy homosexual Cookie ain’t original Love my niggas x and o’s Smokin’ gas, testin’ coke Found the plug in Mexico All my diamonds eskimo Off the perk
[Intro] Oh yeah Dance Dance merengue Baby [Chorus] Dance merengue with you mama Dance merengue know you wanna A little Marc Anthony It’ll bring you right back to me Dance merengue with you mama Dance merengue know you wanna A little Marc Anthony It’ll bring you right back to me [Verse 1] Hey Got that
[Intro] Oh yeah Dance Dance merengue Baby [Hook] Dance merengue with you mama Dance merengue know you wanna A little Marc Anthony It’ll bring you right back to me Dance merengue with you mama Dance merengue know you wanna A little Marc Anthony It’ll bring you right back to me [Verse 1] Hey Got that
Chamillionaire has responded to critics who came at him for helping a deported man’s family. The Texas rapper offered some finacial assistant to the family of Jorge Garcia. Garcia was recently deported to Mexico after living in the United States for most of his life. He has a wife and kids who he left behind
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[Intro] Tried to tell them niggas think outside the box If young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you [Chorus] Got too many racks on me, can’t fit in the wallet Got too much style on me, can’t fuck with no stylist You got that hate all in your soul, can’t do nothing about
[Verse 1] Baby has a broken heart She can’t belong to only one Until another girl is found I don’t pay for anything My cigarettes or diamonds rings My feet don’t even touch the ground [Pre-Chorus 1] Chariots of gold, I ride with Jay-Z, Jared Leto I’m a superpower, now they call me the tornado.
[Verse 1] I remember like 10 years ago I wanted my name up in bold I wanted my name up in lights I wanted to rock every show I used to take pics in the mirror I had to get ready for Vogue And now I’m way bigger, way bigger, way bigger Than I ever
[Future] [Chorus x2] Got too many racks on me Can’t fit in my wallet Got too much style on me Can’t fuck with no stylist You got that hate inside your soul Can’t do nothing about it You got that hate inside your soul Can’t do nothing about it [Verse one] One for the money,
Tweet Share (Intro: Gucci Mane) Huh, Gucci If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you (Chorus: Gucci Mane) Her hair down to her asshole, yeah I love that sh*t I just jumped out the whip with a bad little b*tch Her ass all on her back, yeah I love that sh*t I just
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