Lyrics Jesus Palma – El Borrego

El Borrego Lyrics – Jesus Palma

Singer: Jesus Palma
Title: El Borrego

Ahora si vengo a matarte hijo de tu puta madre
No vine a perder el tiempo ni tampoco a saludarte
Saca pronto tu pistola que a mí ya se me hace tarde
Tú te la das de valiente, eres puro aprovechado

Conmigo chingas a veinte y bríncale pa’ este lado
No me asustan tus mentiras aunque te le eches de lado
Me dicen que soy borrego de esos que bajan dеl cerro
Aquí todas se me siеntan hasta me pelan el cuero

Pa’ que chingues a tu madre, pa’ que me quites el sebo
Hay, hay, hay y arriba el agua blanca oiga
Jálele compa Roberto hay le va
Eres como las gallinas, roncas en tu gallinero

Ahora no están tus guaruras, pa’ que te cuiden el cuero
Vámonos dándonos balazos a ver quién se cae primero
Esta noche me la paso con todos los malditos
Ya llego su mero padre para quitarles el hipo

Pa’ que chinguen a su madre, pa’ que me pelen el cinto
Me dicen que soy borrego de esos que bajan del cerro
Aquí todas se me sientan hasta me pelan el cuero
Pa’ que chingues a tu madre, pa’ que me quites el sebo

Hay ta
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El Borrego – English Translation

Now if I come to kill you son of your f#cking mother
I do not come to waste time or say hello
Take out your pistol soon that it is already late
You give you brave, you are pure taken advantage of

With me chingas to twenty and brinea pa ‘this side
Do not scare me your lies even if you throw it aside
They tell me that I am a rims of those who lower DеL hill
Here all I feel like me even the leather peel

Pa ‘what chundues to your mother, pa’ that you take off my sebum
There is, there, there and up white water hear
Jálele Compa Roberto there is going
You are like chickens, snacks in your henhouse

Now there are not your guarras, pa ‘who take care of the leather
Let’s go bulleticing to see who falls first
Tonight I spend it with all the damn
I already came the mere father of her to remove the hiccup

Pa ‘how to chinguen the mother of him, pa’ who peel my belt
They tell me that I am a rim of those who come down from the hill
Here you are all feeling until you peel the leather
Pa ‘what chundues to your mother, pa’ that you take off my sebum

There is ta.
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Lyrics Jesus Palma – El Borrego

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