Frijolero
Lyrics
O ya estoy hasta la madre
De que me pongan sombrero
Escuche entonces cuando digo
No me llames frijolero
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Features Of This Song
male lead vocals
group vocals
minor key tonality
simple harmonic progressions
social or political themes
accordion (or bandoneon) playing
influences of Indian Pop-Rock music

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Stay on your side of that goddamn river
Haciendo Guerra a otros paises
No me llames frijolero, pinche gringo
And a rich man I'd be
Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero
Ser un mexicano cruzando la frontera
Don’t call me gringo, you fuckin’ beaner
For being in the wrong side of town
No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero
Puñetero
Tuvieras tu que esquivar las balas
(Pinche gringo que?)
Now why don't you look down
If I had that kind of chips
Take shit for granted
Don't call me gringo, you fuckin’ beaner
Don't call me gringo, you beaner
Of these racists
Don’t call me gringo, you beaner
That U.S. soil that makes you
E intereses nuestra deuda
De que somos vendedores
Stay on your side of that goddamn river
Mientras tanto no sabemos
Pensando en tu familia mientras que  pasas
Now I wish I had a dime
De que me pongan sombrero
If not for Santa Ana
Puñetero
Podras imaginarte desde afuera
Nunca inflamos la moneda
No me llames frijolero
Publishers: SURCO MUSIC, UNIVERSAL MUSICA INC
(Chingao)
No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero
Just to let you know
Quien se queda con la feria
Songwriters: Juan Francisco Ayala, Miguel Huidrobo, Randy Wideman
No me llames frijolero, pinche gringo
That where your feet are planted
Escuche entonces cuando digo
Would be Mexico, correcto!
De unos cuantos gringos rancheros
Dejando todo lo que tu conoces atras
Lately I wanna smack the mouths
Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero
Te pagamos con petoleo
Les seguiras diciendo good for nothing
To where your feet is planted
Ustedes son consumidores
Wetback? Y tuvieras tu que empezar de cero
I've gotten stared down
No metamos las narices
De la droga que sembramos
For every single time
Aunque nos hagan la fama
De que exista algun respeto
O ya estoy hasta la madre