Return Of The Tres Lyrics in English Delinquent habits

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Return Of The Tres by Delinquent habits from Spanish to English.

It's life, four-twenty pistols aimed

Bottle empty, first ten rows anointed

The party's poppin and all fingers pointed

Irie-eyed dudes got the whole crowd jointed

Check in with Ives, catch me squinting, you know why

I came, let my word fly, keep the gleam in your eye

With plenty of drum roll on time, let the horn blow

Gas to the pedal like metal at a Korn show

The rhyme rocker with a s*it load of plaques

Grab the mic and freak the rhythm till there's no more drool

Still, my words fade all boos and ha-has

That includes everyone who goes sissy la-la

So do the cha-cha, girl, call me daddy

The blond came for action, hun, until tomorrow

Down for hi-hat crash and whiplash

City nights, bright lights and herb stash

Verse 1

What's up, kid, raise your hands

Gringo, dark-skinned guy penetrates your hood

Lacing you with tracks that will rock front and back

RRRRRR, Blaxican, this is for the people

Like a sandal smack, deep like a big blow

Still got the Coke and Rum and flex the arms

Then I hit you from a different angle

Leg sweep, cheap shot, Bird St straight cop

I am the twin gunman warrior, don't be afraid of that

Matter of fact I got like 10,000 maniacs

In the crowd on a very good night

But keep it hype for a fraction of that to get the fury like that

Chronic in the air, everybody wants some

Plus my sick Latin style

Quite crooked as they come

I can feel the drum, don't know the words, well you can hum

Listen babe, now move your hips

Over the rhythm and the trumpets

Feel the beat kick hard like a shotgun

Dudes on the prowl for the hoochie looking fresh

All you delinquents, come to the front

Step back if you're too decent

Because I'm crooked, bent, contact the herb

Whatever will be will be when I come back

A little somethin gets your eyes burnt, head turned

Verse 1

Pupils tight, back stiff and your neck hurts and then you exert

Check the vibe, who got more freaky than Ives

I survive, dodging hurra tryin to shoot I

So I move smooth, creep and crawl

Take out another batch, let it thaw and lace y'all

Won't take fall, this here's winner take all

Trick, take a flick of the click here to face y'all

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SONG MEANING

Return Of The Tres bursts open like a street-corner fiesta, reintroducing Delinquent Habits’ three MCs with blaring mariachi trumpets, West Coast hip-hop drums, and rapid-fire Spanglish. From the very first line, bottles pop, horns blare, and the crowd is urged to throw their hands up while the group flaunts razor-sharp wordplay and unstoppable swagger. The lyrics jump between English bravado and Mexican-American slang, celebrating Chicano pride, party energy, and battle-ready rhyme skills all at once.

At its heart, the song is a victory lap—a loud proclamation that the “tres” are back to rock the barrio and beyond. They invite every “delincuente” to step forward, keep the timid in the back, and lose themselves in the horns, hi-hats, and herbal haze. It is equal parts block-party soundtrack and cultural statement, proving that bilingual flow, Latino roots, and classic hip-hop attitude can ignite any crowd into one united, bouncing mass.

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Delinquent habits Return Of The Tres Lyrics