Текст и перевод песни Nivel 5 feat. Ruta 11 - Pendiente con los Topos

Pendiente con los Topos

Montado en la patrulla solo esperaba una seña
O que aquel alto mando luz verde nomas me diera
Entre aquel portavasos y pegadito ami pierna
Portaba mi fusil con un tubo del 40
Cuerno Bonchi era una fiera Disco y cartuchos 80

Delgadito y bien rubio con acento sinaloense
Una super comandando como espejo traia siempre
Con el seguro caido volando y gorra pa enfrente
Seguro militar nomas por si se me ofrece
Comandante 7-7 y el Topio pa mi gente

Dijo a nada le temo yo con el que sea me mato
Y eso no fue mentira aunque tenia 20 tantos
Aventado y los tubos de punta pa hacer relajo
La cita no me espera los madrugo aunque sean tantos
Por un lado cargo al chapo con un 50ton terciado

Le gustaron las armas no pa lucirlas nomas
Muy bien sabia del uso pa defensa personal
Herramienta del jale pa hacer contras recular
Las cortas y los largos pal que brinque arremangar
Hay pa que sepan nomás fui bravo aliado demas

Una pulgada el vidrio burbuja estrobos prendidos
Al capacete portaba artillado a los amigos
El tramo Comalapa Chamic todos los ejidos
Protegiendo el terreno eramos muy conocidos
Los Chinolas aguerridos haciendo frente al peligro

No me fui como quise no dieron chansa de nada
Se acababa mi vida mi raya estaba marcada
No cargaba mi equipo si quiera pa defenderme
Como llegamos juntos nos vamos juntos yo y el 20
Leal siempre fui con mi gente Jorge el Topio 77

On the Lookout for the Moles

I was riding in the patrol car, just waiting for a signal
Or for that high command to give me the green light
Between that cup holder and next to my leg
I carried my rifle with a 40 gauge tube
Cuerno Bonchi was a beast, Disco and 80 rounds

Skinny and blonde with a Sinaloan accent
A super commanding, like a mirror he always carried
With the safety off, flying, and his hat forward
Military insurance, just in case something happens
Commander 7-7 and the Mole for my people

He said, I fear nothing, I'll fight whoever it is
And that wasn't a lie, even though he was in his twenties
He was reckless, with the tubes pointed to make trouble
The appointment doesn't wait for me, I wake them up, even if there are many
On one side, I carry the Chapo with a 50-ton terciado

He loved weapons, not just to show them off
He knew very well how to use them for self-defense
Tools of the trade, to make the counters back down
The short ones and the long ones, for whoever jumps to roll up their sleeves
So they know, I was a brave, allied to the max

An inch of glass, the bubble, the strobes are on
On the helmet, he carried his friends in arms
The stretch from Comalapa to Chamic, all the land
Protecting the terrain, we were well-known
The Chinolas, fierce, facing danger

I didn't leave the way I wanted, they didn't give me any chance
My life was ending, my line was marked
I didn't even carry my gear to defend myself
As we arrived together, we leave together, me and the 20
I was always loyal to my people, Jorge the Mole 77