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Letra 'Locotes' de 'Cypress Hill' traducida al español

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You donand't want to turn your back on me
when you least expect it
i come with a wicked method
iand'm creepin on ya
now you find your homeboyand's
bleeding on ya
itand's the the locote coming out the bote
i got a new jale jacking in the noche
give me your ferja
in your pocket or theyand'll carry ya
off and burry ya in the eastside area
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
the thievery donand'nt stop and'til i get done
sometimes i donand't even need my gat
but shitand's getting deep and i gotta
blast back to thievery 1 robbery 1 robbery
cuz jacking is my hobby
give me that money, jewelry and your keys
to the five-o outside on deez
later, out with the 85 mustang
one-time got me on the radar
trucha! and you donand't stop and'til iand'm done
now the puercos got me on the run
you donand't want to turn your back on me
when you least expect it, i got your keys
in my possession with my smith and wesson
taking out all my agression
check it out =e9s=e9 youand're looking
at the jefe
of that clica with the big bad trece
i teach you a lesson, no question
get your ass out now youand're passing out
when you look at the cuete
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
the roberydonand'nt stop and'til i get done
some niggas do this shit for fun
now the puercosgot me on the run
from varrio to varrio
looking for anybody, oh cesario
hanging out with mario
looking for a place to hide
spank got my back over there right
and it donand't stop and'til iand'm done
now the one-time got me on the run
one-timeand's not done with us
now theyand're looking for my ride
but iand'm on the bus
donand't turn your back on a vacto like me
cuz iand'm one broke motherfucka
in need
desperate! whatand's going on in the mente
taking from the rich not from my gente
look at that gabacho slipping
borracho from the cerveza
heand's sipping
no me vale, madre
gabachopray to your padre
this is for the time you would
give me the jale
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
this ol motherfucker, got him a gun
bla-on!i took one to the kneecap
things happened so fast now
i dropped my strap
now iand'm about to meet my maker
i thought i had it all, figured it out
for the paper
no longer will i be running
last thing i heard was the
fuckin gat humming
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