Текст и перевод песни Abraham Vazquez - SE OFENDIERON SOLOS

SE OFENDIERON SOLOS

Todos atentos mientras tanto yo le explico
Vendo paquetes y no hablamos de poquitos
Tengo apellido que es enemigo de gringos
Pues mi familia es de la mafia sin testigo
Mi padre me daba enseñansas de chiquito
Mi madre se me fue pal cielo y no me explico
Pinches culeros ojala no sigan vivos
Ya tengo escuela de la vieja pa vivirlo
Todos en calles mientras tanto ruleteando
Andan con rifles, cuetes y reportan radios
Tengo un hermano que es el jefe del comando
Es el mas verga yo por eso ando activado
No soy de tregua, nunca perdono
Y si me ofendieron se ofendieron solos
Pues como me diria mi papá
Yo no vengo aqui pa' batallar
Hierve la sangre, siempre ando solo
¿Pa' que ser confiado?
Mejor me controlo por eso no es bueno
Confiar no falta alguien que te quiera traicionar
Pura ya sabe mi raza
Pa' que se mojen todas
Ahuevo
En las vivencias que me toco de morrito
Miraba gente con sus rifles y eran chingo
Me preguntaba si mi padre es de esos tipos
Pues que sorpresa era jefe de esos malditos
De arriba a abajo, de ciudades a pueblitos
Chingos de plazas tenia al mando y sigue al tiro
En nuestra casa de almohadas usaban kilos
De polvo blanco, de hiervita pa' los gringos
No soy de tregua, nunca perdono
Y si me ofendieron se ofendieron solos
Pues como me diria mi papá
Yo no vengo aqui pa' batallar
Checo la plaza, siempre ando solo
¿Pa' qué ser confiado? Mejor me controlo
Por eso no es bueno confiar
No falta alguien que te quiera traicionar

THEY GOT OFFENDED ON THEIR OWN

Everyone pay attention while I explain this
I sell packages and we're not talking about a few
I have a last name that is the enemy of gringos
Because my family is from the mafia without a witness
My father gave me teachings when I was little
My mother went to heaven and I don't understand
You damn assholes I hope you're not still alive
I already have old school training to live it up
Everyone in the streets while rolling up
They walk around with rifles, fireworks and report on the radios
I have a brother who is the boss of the commando
He's the best that's why I'm activated
I'm not for truce, I never forgive
And if they offended me they offended themselves
Well, like my dad would tell me
I didn't come here to fight
My blood boils, I'm always alone
Why be trusting?
It's better to control myself that's why it's not good
To trust there's always someone who wants to betray you
Pure you know my race
For everyone to get wet
Of course
In the experiences that touched me as a kid
I saw people with their rifles and there were a lot
I wondered if my father is one of those guys
Well, surprise surprise he was the boss of those bastards
From top to bottom, from cities to small towns
He had a lot of squares under his command and he's still on the lookout
In our house they used kilos as pillows
Of white powder, of weed for the gringos
I'm not for truce, I never forgive
And if they offended me they offended themselves
Well, like my dad would tell me
I didn't come here to fight
I check the square, I'm always alone
Why be trusting? It's better to control myself
That's why it's not good to trust
There's always someone who wants to betray you