More songs by LEGADO 7
Description
Associated Performer: LEGADO 7
Drums: Gustavo Arellano
Bass: Rodrigo Rodriguez
Associated Performer: José Pacheco
Producer, Accordion: Ramón Ruiz
Lyricist, Composer: Alexander Eduardo Guerra
Composer, Lyricist: José Esparza
Lyricist, Composer: Angelica Gallegos
Producer: Alexander Guerra
Recording Engineer, Producer: Cesar Avila
Recording Engineer: Gilberto Zavala
Assistant Recording Engineer: Daniel Kamerman-Giik
Assistant Recording Engineer: Jacob Stewart
Assistant Recording Engineer: Kayla DeWitt
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Miguel Vega
A& R Director: Gonzalo Herrerías
A& R Coordinator: Elida Ibarra
Lyrics and translation
Original
Traigo pa' casa el dinero, con mis compas me perdó el botero.
Traigo la morra que quiero, se llena de humo donde quiera que llego. ¿Por qué?
Todos se preguntan si empezó donde empecé, porque el marihuano del barril quiere comprar, quiere la receta sin poner para el pastel, el, el.
Ya no tengo sentimientos, con siete besos me pongo sereno.
Seguido desaparezco, y en Mazatlán de pronto me aparezco.
Algo bien, por el malecón quemándome la pura miel, mota de Califas, besitos prende y yei! Y pa' regresarme ya tengo listo un
PJ, yei, yei.
Te admiré pisando el suelo, por Hollywood en el Mercedes negro.
Ya me acostumbré a lo bueno, un buen reloj pa' que me marque el tiempo.
Y no, yo nunca he cambiado, solo la bolsa cambió.
Ya no hay malos tiempos, mañana ya sobra, adiós. Antes del dinero ya sabía que era cabrón, on, on.
En puro negocio bueno, desde morro soy de respeto, ni saben cómo me veo.
Pa' echar un taco cerramos el puesto, se ve un buen macaroni en la mesa, puro jefe.
Besos en la empresa que me da donde empecé y vamos pa' arriba sin importar el nivel, el, el.
English translation
I bring the money home, the boatman lost me and my friends.
I bring the morra I want, it fills with smoke wherever I go. Because?
Everyone wonders if it started where I started, because the marijuana in the barrel wants to buy, he wants the unwritten recipe for the cake, the, the.
I no longer have feelings, with seven kisses I become serene.
I often disappear, and in Mazatlán I suddenly appear.
Something good, along the boardwalk burning the pure honey, speck of Caliphs, kisses catch and yei! And to return I already have a ready
PJ, yei, yei.
I admired you stepping on the ground, through Hollywood in the black Mercedes.
I'm already used to good things, a good watch to keep time.
And no, I have never changed, only the stock market changed.
There are no more bad times, tomorrow is enough, goodbye. Before the money I already knew that he was a bastard, on, on.
In pure good business, from the start I am respected, they don't even know what I look like.
To have a taco we close the stand, you can see a good macaroni on the table, pure boss.
Kisses in the company that gives me where I started and we are going up regardless of the level, the, the.