Onda Callejera
Coo Coo Cal Lyrics
Onda Callejera Lyrics
Onda Callejera by Coo Coo Cal
“Se requieren cien taxis en el almería de Chavez Ravine.”
Un montón de soldados, jóvenes y engañados,
Llevaron su bronca to Downtown LA.
Contra Los Pachucos, sin saber porqué.
Brotó un desmadre, por tipo acomodado,
Sobre un pedazo de tierra injustamente robado.
El precio en sangre que se sacó de mi gente
Hasta tal día mancha La Loma y el Palo Verde.
Como duele el recuerdo si me pongo a pensar
En el mal gusto de vida y tración dineral.
Una bola de pinches, sin corazón, y falso piedad.
Por llenarse las bolsas se van a quemar.
Onda callejera, onda sin honor.
Maldita onda, onda de lo peor.
Onda de lo peor.
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