Juanito Alimaña - Alberto Barros

La calle es una selva de cemento

Y de fieras salvajes, cómo no

Ya no hay quien salga loco de contento

Donde quiera te espera lo peor

Donde quiera te espera lo peor

Juanito Alimaña con mucha maña llega al mostrador

Saca su cuchillo sin preocupación

Dice que le entreguen la registradora

Saca las billetes, saca un pistolón.

¡Pum!

Sale como el viento

En su disparada

Y aunque ya lo vieron

Nadie ha visto nada

Juanito Alimaña pa' la fechoria

Se toma su caña

Fabrica su orgia

La gente le teme

Por que es de cuidado

Pa' meterle mano

Hay que ser un bravo

Si lo meten preso

Sale al otro dia

Porque un primo suyo

'ta en la policia

Juanito Alimaña

Si tiene maña es malicia viva

Y siempre se alinea

Con el que esta arriba

Y aunque a medio mundo

Le robó su plata

Todos lo comentan

Nadie lo delata

Y aunque a todo el mundo

Le robó la plata

Todos lo comentan

Nadie lo delata…

A la la ley ley ley ley

En su mundo

Mujeres, fumada, y caña

Atracando

Vive Juanito Alimaña

Cuando él era muchachito

Las cositas que pedia…

Y si tu no se las daba, las mangaba

Como quiera la cogia

En su mundo

Mujeres, fumada, y caña

Atracando

Vive Juanito Alimaña

Ese… ese tumba lo que ve

Si lo ve mal puesto

Anda cuida tu cartera

Ese si que sabe de eso

En su mundo

Mujeres, fumada, y caña (atracando)

Atracando (atracando)

Vive Juanito Alimaña

Si el otro dia lo encontré

Y guilla’o, él me decia

Tumba aqui lo que tu quieras

Pues mi primo es policia

En su mundo

Mujeres, fumada, y caña (ese es)

Atracando (ese es)

Vive Juanito Alimaña

Oye… como alma que lleva el diablo

Se tira su disparada

Y aunque la gente lo vieron

No lo ratean porque nadie ha visto nada

En su mundo

Mujeres, fumada, y caña

Atracando

Vive Juanito Alimaña

El rey de las fechorias

Ayer me dijo Facundo

Todo el mundo lo conoce

Óyeme, en el bajo mundo

En su mundo

Mujeres, fumada, y caña

Atracando

Vive Juanito Alimaña

Mira mira le las manos

En ellas no tiene un callito

Ese nunca ha trabajado

Y siempre anda bien bonito

En su mundo

Mujeres, fumada, y caña

Atracando

Vive Juanito Alimaña

Oye, ayer él iba muy triste

Y llorando asi bajaba

Vengo de un velorio, brother

El de Pedrito Navajas

En su mundo

Mujeres, fumada, y caña

Atracando

Vive Juanito Alimaña

Mira, la gente le teme al tipo

Porque el hombre es de cuidado

Diganme a quién en el barrio

Los chavos él no le ha tumbado

En su mundo

Mujeres, fumada, y caña

Atracando

Vive Juanito Alimaña

The street is a concrete jungle

And of wild beasts, of course

There is no longer anyone who goes crazy with happiness

Wherever the worst awaits you

Wherever the worst awaits you

Juanito Alimaña with great skill arrives at the counter

She draws her knife without concern

She says to give her the register

She takes out the bills, takes out a pistol.

Boom!

It goes out like the wind

in his shot

And although they already saw it

no one has seen anything

Juanito Vermin for the misdeed

He takes his cane

make your orgy

people fear him

Why is he careful?

Pa' put hand

You have to be brave

If they put him in jail

He leaves the next day

because a cousin of his

'ta in the police

Juanito vermin

If he has skill, it's living malice

And he always lines up

with which he is above

And although half the world

He stole her money

everyone comments on it

no one gives it away

And although everyone

He stole the money

everyone comments on it

No one betrays him...

To the law law law law

In your world

Women, smoked, and cane

docking

Live Juanito Alimaña

when he was a little boy

The little things he asked for...

And if you didn't give it to him, he took it

as you want the fuck

In your world

Women, smoked, and cane

docking

Live Juanito Alimaña

That… that knocks down what he sees

If he sees it wrong

Go take care of your wallet

That if he knows about it

In your world

Women, smoked, and cane (barging)

docking (docking)

Live Juanito Alimaña

If the other day I found it

And guilla'o, he told me

Grave here what you want

Well, my cousin is a policeman

In your world

Women, smoked, and cane (that's it)

docking (that's it)

Live Juanito Alimaña

Hey… like a soul that the devil carries

He shoots his shot

And although the people saw it

They don't rate it because no one has seen anything

In your world

Women, smoked, and cane

docking

Live Juanito Alimaña

The king of misdeeds

Yesterday Facundo told me

everyone knows him

Hear me, in the underworld

In your world

Women, smoked, and cane

docking

Live Juanito Alimaña

Look look at his hands

In them he does not have a callito

that has never worked

And he always walks very pretty

In your world

Women, smoked, and cane

docking

Live Juanito Alimaña

Hey, yesterday he was very sad

And crying like that he went down

I come from a wake, brother

The one with Pedrito Navajas

In your world

Women, smoked, and cane

docking

Live Juanito Alimaña

Look, people are afraid of the guy

Because the man is careful

Tell me who in the neighborhood

The guys he has not knocked him down

In your world

Women, smoked, and cane

docking

Live Juanito Alimaña