[Intro: Gabito Ballesteros]
Pure war corridos, compa Luis R Arriba Sonora, old man
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[Verse 1: Luis R Conriquez & Gabito Ballesteros]
From my nose I started to fuck him
Well, it's a bastard to live hungry
I don't need to walk in the crook and I think they already saw that
In my cars I move and a seventy for the fire
Of fine clothes or sometimes of wear
For the party, the Louis Vuitton Although I don't care about that at all More dog with the Balenciaga
The main thing is the family
Although right now there is a lot of envy
I take care of them if they look at me
The gold from the bottom up
[Interlude: Luis R Conriquez & Gabito Ballesteros]
And pure warrings, old man
Tracas, to hell!
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And that's what his companion Gabito sounds, old man
Arriba Sonora, compa Luis
Pure war corridos, old man
[Verse 2: Luis R Conriquez & Gabito Ballesteros]
Plebes, I look at them in La Magdalеna
I'm just going, I cut my hair and mark them in a little while
I'm yеlling at them right now
To see where we follow him
We had a whyskito
For dooms, the Lou Lou gets well
I'm getting in the way of several hundred
Where I arrive, everyone looks
And it's not with a bad face
A Fox suit for the routes
With my boots and my hood
Hopefully the rain will come
This is how this is enjoyed
[Outro: Gabito Ballesteros]
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