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La Cumbia del Pistoléro

Voy a platicar señores
Andaba tirando mafia
Por tanto pedir dinero
Me corrieron de mi casa
Me mandaron con un tio
Por que ya no aguantaban
Me empaque maleta
Al hombro y veran
Que paso mi raza
Se me perdio la pistola
Se me perdio el cargador
El cuerno que yo traia
No supe ni donde quedo
No la haces pa pistolero
Eso me dijo el patron
No la haces pa pistolero
Eso me dijo el patron
Andaba en una blindada
Y con los vidrios abajo
Que lindo se mira el vato
Manguerriando en el trokon
No la haces pa pistolero
Eso me dijo el patron
No la haces pa pistolero
Eso me dijo el patron
Yo me puse una pechera
Miren lo que sucedio
Blindaje traia en el pecho
Pero en la espalda no
No la haces pa pistolero
Eso me dijo el patron
No la haces pa pistolero
Eso me dijo el patron
Ahora ando de mandadero
Y me traen paya y paca
Que vete a cargar los radios
Que vete a traer mariscos
No la haces pa pistolero
Eso me dijo el patron
Entre el lunes de sicario
Pal jueves me despacharon
No alvcanze a llegar al viernes
Pa lucir el cherocon
Me quitaron la blindada
Me la navego en camion
No la haces pa pistolero
Eso me dijo el patron
No la haces pa pistolero
Eso me dijo el patron
No la haces pa pistolero
Y esa es la neta viejon

The Gunslinger's Cumbia

I'm here to tell you a tale, ladies
About a man who tried to make it in the mafia
But all he got was trouble
They kicked him out of his house
And sent him to live with his uncle
Because they couldn't stand him anymore
So he packed his bags
And hit the road
And guess what happened?
He lost his gun
And his magazine
And the horn he used to call his crew
He had no idea where he left them
You're not cut out to be a gunslinger
That's what the boss told him
You're not cut out to be a gunslinger
That's what the boss told him
He was driving around in an armored car
With the windows rolled down
Looking like a real badass
But he didn't know what he was getting into
You're not cut out to be a gunslinger
That's what the boss told him
You're not cut out to be a gunslinger
That's what the boss told him
He put on a bulletproof vest
But guess what happened?
He had protection on his chest
But not on his back
You're not cut out to be a gunslinger
That's what the boss told him
You're not cut out to be a gunslinger
That's what the boss told him
Now he's just a runner
And they send him everywhere
Go charge the radios
Go get the seafood
You're not cut out to be a gunslinger
That's what the boss told him
He was a hitman on Monday
And by Thursday he was out of a job
He didn't even make it to Friday
To show off his new outfit
They took away his armored car
And now he rides in a pickup truck
You're not cut out to be a gunslinger
That's what the boss told him
You're not cut out to be a gunslinger
That's what the boss told him
You're not cut out to be a gunslinger
And that's the truth, baby