Zimple Crónicas De Mi Vecindario Lyrics English Translation

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Chronicles of my neighborhood

With a gun and a rosary

And I'm not afraid of opposites

Nor to death, yeah, yeah, yes

Chronicles of my neighborhood

With a gun and a rosary

And I'm not afraid of opposites

Nor to death, yeah, yeah, yes

Crazy, forge the other, rooster without coconuts

We turn off the lights

We go for everything, broken dreams

We achieve it little by little

Flowing in favor of the votes, I hit him short

With the rhythm of my lyrics the vertebrae disloco them

Flow is what is left over, click it, which are my works

Registered on the street, where you are or charged

We live in hell, where no one is eternal

We set fire to the notebook and put the snows of January in winter

I remind you that I earn more every time I lose

Because I learn and I end up having fun

My whole race is crazy

With Jesus in the mouth

When it touches you, it touches you

The one above is not wrong

Chronicles of my neighborhood

With a gun and a rosary

And I'm not afraid of opposites

Nor to death, yeah, yeah, yes

Chronicles of my neighborhood

With a gun and a rosary

And I'm not afraid of opposites

Nor to death, yeah, yeah, yes

If only you knew

The lack you do to me since you are no longer

If you were here

You saw my reality, sometimes I can't take it anymore

We are partying in Chapala

Throwing collapses with all my Santa

My bad life, burning plant

For my enemies I have too many bullets

Another wake, another rosary

Around here death walks daily

And a mother crying, her son dead

Is that the money here is very necessary

This is how you live here on the street

Cáele para poner un pinche baile

It's that simple, real facts

Original, there is no one to equal us

I remain firm with all my team

My family is my biggest motive

We rap from Monday to Sunday

My pain to my notebook I write

Moving kilos, Latin hiphop

I annihilate them with pure style

For the bad I'm good scumbag, bro

Better take it with you peace of mind

Listen to the sound of my heartbeat

I still don't run out of corrido

I ask God to protect me

In the neighborhood of envy I take care of myself

In my prayers faith is manifested

Santa my mother who lifted me up when I fell

Firm in the neighborhood where they saw me grow up

On one side I have God and on the other side I have Lucifer

Chronicles of my neighborhood

With a gun and a rosary

And I'm not afraid of opposites

Nor to death, yeah, yeah, yes

Chronicles of my neighborhood

With a gun and a rosary

And I'm not afraid of opposites

Nor to death, yeah, yeah, yes

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