Chito - Calibre 50

A nadie negó un favor

Le sobró valor pa' quitarse la vida

De nadie se despidió

No sé la razón ni el porqué lo haría

Y es que era cabrón el viejo

Como aquel corrido que tanto pedía

Hombre de una sola pieza

Chito es de la gente que nunca se olvida

Vivo la vida a mi modo

Ya probé de todo pa' que no me cuenten

Las cosas buenas se ganan

Trabajando duro y no chingando gente

Dicen de mí muchas cosas

Ni diablo ni santo pa' serles sincero

El billete s pa' gastarse que pa' donde vamos

Ya pa' qu lo quiero

Amante de las parrandas

Corridos, las bandas y la vida alegre

Si le alcanzaba compraba los pleitos

Y entonces tronaba la nueve

Hombre que no tiene plata

Ni verbo jamás goza mujer hermosa

Eran palabras de Chito

De pila José Ángel Muñoz Raygoza

¡Y puro Calibre 50 mi viejo!

Del güerito colorado

Fui amigo, fui hermano, maestro y alumno

Esa colonia Esperanza

En aquellos tiempos fuiste fiel testigo

El viejo nos daba un peso

Por tiro derecho y nunca perdimos

Y es que los hombres no se hacen

Con eso se nace y con eso nacimos

Adiós mujeres bonitas

Se les murió Chito y se acabó el dinero

Y aquellos tantos amigos

Que tuve ninguno se paró en mi entierro

Adiós doña María Elena

Por fin se acabó su dolor de cabeza

No sé si fue buena o mala

Más la despedida deberás me pesa

Amante de las parrandas

Corridos, las bandas y la vida alegre

Si le alcanzaba compraba los pleitos

Y entonces tronaba la nueve

Hombre que no tiene plata

Ni verbo jamás goza mujer hermosa

Eran palabras de Chito

De pila José Ángel Muñoz Raygoza

No one denied a favor

He had enough courage to take his own life

He said goodbye to no one

I don't know the reason or why I would

And the thing is that he was a bastard the old man

Like that corrido that asked so much

one piece man

Chito is one of the people who never forgets

I live life my way

I already tried everything so they don't tell me

good things are earned

Working hard and not fucking people

They say a lot of things about me

Neither devil nor saint to be honest

The ticket can be spent for where we are going

Now why do I want it

party lover

Corridos, the bands and the happy life

If he reached him he would buy the lawsuits

And then he thundered the nine

Man who has no money

Neither verb ever enjoys beautiful woman

They were words of Chito

Pila Jose Angel Muñoz Raygoza

And pure Caliber 50 my old man!

of the red güerito

I was a friend, I was a brother, teacher and student

That Hope Colony

In those times you were a faithful witness

The old man gave us a peso

By right shot and we never lost

And it is that men are not made

With that you are born and with that we were born

Goodbye pretty women

Chito died and the money ran out

And those many friends

That I had none stood at my funeral

Goodbye Mrs. Maria Elena

Your headache is finally over

I don't know if she was good or bad

More the farewell you must weigh me down

party lover

Corridos, the bands and the happy life

If he reached him he would buy the lawsuits

And then the nine thundered

Man who has no money

Neither verb ever enjoys beautiful woman

They were words of Chito

Pila Jose Angel Muñoz Raygoza