De Lunes A Viernes Lyrics in English Angel Ureta , Fuerza Regida, Calle 24
Below, I translated the lyrics of the song De Lunes A Viernes by Angel Ureta from Spanish to English.
De lunes a viernes ando trabajando
From Monday to Friday I'm working
Varios se preguntan qué cómo le hago
Many wonder how I do it
Que si ando bateando o ando batallando
If I'm hustling or still battling
Y no están a gusto por andar chismeando
And they're not happy 'cause they're gossiping
Todo paso a paso, ¿pa' que andan hablando?
Step by step, so why talk?
Son las bendiciones que Dios me ha brindado
These are blessings God gave me
Empecé tirando y ahora ando pegando
I began dealing and now I'm blowing up
Con los mismos cholos que me acompañaron
With the same cholos that rode with me
Pintándole el cuadro a varios chavalos
Painting the scene for a bunch of kids
Nomás pa' que sepan que no soy dejado
Just so they know I'm no pushover
También por la U.S.a le ando disfrutando
I'm loving it up in the U.S.A
Si pregunta el migra, soy del otro lado
If migra asks, I'm from the other side
Surcando los cielos voy en avioneta
Cutting the sky I go in a small plane
Y traemos todas las maletas repletas
And every suitcase we bring is packed
No diré de qué para que no se metan
I won't say with what so they don't butt in
Igualito al jefe, hay linea directa
Same as the boss, the line is direct
Voy haciendo zanjas aunque me cierren puertas
I dig trenches even when doors shut
También soy maldito, nomás pa' que sepan
I'm wicked too, just so you know
Como Pancho Villa, estoy en la pelea
Like Pancho Villa, I'm in the fight
Las rutas y fletes, armas, metralletas
Routes and loads, guns, machine guns
Me enseñé muy bien a lidiar con culebras
I learned real good to deal with snakes
Un saludo para toda la bola de locos
Shout-out to that whole crew of crazies
Y vámonos a tirar fiesta al puerto
Let's go throw a party at the port
O qué no, compa Jesús
Ain't that right, homie Jesús?
Así reta
That's the dare
Pura Fuerza Regida, viejo
Pure Fuerza Regida, dude
Y ahí le va, mi compa Juan
Here it goes, my homie Juan
Arriba la mafia de la calle, compadre
Street mafia on top, bro
El mundo es tuyo
The world is yours
Son más de diez años que ando vuelta y vuelta
Over ten years I've been spinning around
También tracateaba, hasta movimos merca
I was blasting too, we even moved merch
Junto a mi carnal cuidabamos al Benja
With my brother we guarded Benja
Me pelé del puerto y no aggaré maleta
I bailed from the port, grabbed no bag
Y ahora por Guamuchil pegamos la fiesta
And now in Guamúchil we spark the party
Me devuelvo al chuco para hacer más feria
I head back to El Chuco to stack more cash
Nacimos arriados, nunca fuimos fresas
We were born driven, never were posh
Y unas cuantas barbies me buscan al depa
And a few Barbies come by the pad
Juan de Culiacán respeta al que respeta
Juan from Culiacán respects who respects
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