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La Emperatriz Del Virus

Arriba de las patrullas sobre el hombro trae su cuerno
Se le notan lindas curvas aunque se vista de negro
Cuida la espalda del jefe mano derecha del chino
Es la dama 5-7 es la Emperatriz del virus.

Unas uñas decoradas cuidan una 5-7
Favorita de los Ántrax la de las 600 muertes
Es fina como una reina carga la cruz del sicario
Anillos de calaveras, balas rosas y oro blanco.

De niña cazaba liebres en la sierra de Durango
Con un 30-07 mato su primer venado
Ambidiestra con los R's la mira nunca le falla
Por algo todos los jefes le llaman la Desgraciada.

Con un vestido de noche engalana las veladas
De belleza hace derroche es la envidia de las damas
Del brazo del compa R llega a las mejores fiestas
Ella lo acompaña siempre se sienta en la misma mesa.

Ese cuerpo de diosa varios quieren poseerlo
Mira lo que son las cosas su amor no tiene dueño
Los rizos cambio por balas y es un veneno mortal
Se lo hecharon a la espalda ahora quítense ese alacrán.

Dejo atrás los cerros verdes las siembras y aquel arado
Lo que antes tenia en su mente hoy lo tiene entre sus manos
Y saben que no es dejada es una fruta prohibida
Poes cuando quieres con ganas y cuando odies de por vida.

Con esa carita hermosa quien diablos va ah sospechar
Aunque parece una rosa es toda una mujer fatal
Llavero de buena suerte es el talismán del chino
Es la Dama 5-7 es la Emperatriz del virus...

The Empress of the Virus

Above the patrol cars, she carries her horn on her shoulder
Her beautiful curves are visible even when she's dressed in black
She watches the boss's back, the right hand of the Chinese
She's the 5-7 lady, the Empress of the virus.

Her decorated nails hold a 5-7
Favorite of the Ántrax, responsible for 600 deaths
She's as refined as a queen, bearing the hitman's cross
Rings with skulls, pink bullets, and white gold.

As a girl, she hunted hares in the mountains of Durango
With a 30-07, she killed her first deer
Ambidextrous with the R's, her aim never fails
That's why all the bosses call her the Unfortunate One.

In an evening gown, she graces social gatherings
Her beauty is lavish, the envy of women
On the arm of R, she arrives at the best parties
She always accompanies him, sitting at the same table.

Many men desire to possess her goddess-like body
Look at the irony, her love has no owner
She traded curls for bullets and is a deadly poison
They put it on her back, now get rid of that scorpion.

She left behind the green hills, the crops, and the plow
What she once had in her mind, she now holds in her hands
And know that she is not lazy, she is a forbidden fruit
Because when you want with desire and when you hate for life.

With that beautiful face, who would suspect?
Although she looks like a rose, she is a fatal woman
A keychain of good luck is the Chinese man's talisman
She's the 5-7 Lady, the Empress of the virus...