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Frijolero

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Frijolero

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Yo ya estoy hasta la madre

De que me pongan sombrero

Escuche entonces cuando digo

No me llames frijolero

Y aunque exista algun respeto

No metamos las narices

Nunca inflamos la moneda

Haciendo guerra a otros paises

Te pagamos con petroleo

E interes es nuestra deuda

Mientras tanto no sabemos

Quien se queda con la feria

Aunque nos hagan la fama

De que somos vendedores

De la droga que sembramos

Ustedes son consumidores

Don't call me gringo, you fuckin beaner

Stay on your side of that goddamn river

Don't call me gringo, you beaner

No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero

Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero

No me llames frijolero, pinche gringo puñetero

Now I wish I had a dime

For every single time

I've gotten stared down

For being in the wrong side of town

And a rich man I'd be

If I had that kind of chips

Lately I wanna smack the mouths

Of these racists

Podras imaginarte desde afuera

Ser un mexicano cruzando la frontera

Pensando en tu familia mientras que pasas

Dejando todo lo que tu conoces atras

Tuvieras tu que esquivar las balas

De unos cuantos gringos rancheros

Les seguiras diciendo good for nothing

Wetback? Y tuvieras tu que empezar de cero

Now why don't you look down

To where your feet is planted

That U.S. soil that makes you take shit for granted

If not for santa ana, just to let you know

Now where your feet are planted would be Mexico

Correcto!

Don't call me gringo, you fuckin beaner

Stay on your side of that goddamn river

Don't call me gringo, you beaner

No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero

Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero

No me llames frijolero, pinche gringo puñetero

Don't call me gringo, you fuckin beaner

Stay on your side of that goddamn river

Don't call me gringo, you beaner

No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero

Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero

No me llames frijolero, pinche gringo

(Pinche gringo que?) Puñetero

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