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> EL PRIMO in ENGLISH
El primo by Los Tucanes De Tijuana (original lyrics)
Si saben que el perro es bravo
pa´que le hacen ademanes
ya les he dado el consejo
y no han querido escucharme
mis armas se desesperan
y yo tengo que jalarle.
Yo tengo la mano dura
con los que me juegan chueco
no me gusta que me miren
la carita de conejo
yo pongo mis propias leyes
pa que me tengan respeto.
No me cuido del gobierno
me cuido de los traidores
la competencia me teme
y ofrecen muchos millones
desean acabar conmigo
pero he llenado panteones.
hay clientes muy importantes
en los estados gabachos
y a los que pagan a tiempo
les encimo diez pedazos
pero a los que no me pagan
yo les mando a los muchachos.
Ya pólvora trae mi sangre
no puedo vivir sin armas
ya no me puedo salir
aunque a veces me dan ganas
ni modo este es mi ramo
a donde voy que mas valga.
Si mi nombre no lo saben
analícen el corrido
o preguntenle al boludo
que me vigila el camino
les contestará con varas
que a mi me apodan el primo.
El primo by Los Tucanes De Tijuana (Translation in english)
If they know that the dog is brave pa'que make gestures I have already given them the advice and they have not wanted to hear me my weapons are desperate and I have to pull him. I have a strong hand with those who play me crooked I do not like to be looked at the rabbit face I put my own laws pa to have me respect. I do not take care of the government I take care of the traitors the competition fears me and they offer many millions They want to finish with me but I have filled pantheons. there are very important clients in the French states and those who pay on time I enclose ten pieces but to those who do not pay me I send the boys. Already gunpowder brings my blood I can not live without weapons I can not leave anymore although sometimes I feel like no way this is my bouquet Where do I go? If my name does not know analyze the corrido or ask the boludo who watches over my path he will answer you with rods that my cousin nicknamed me.
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