What you gon' do when we come for you?
Córrele. Córrele, ándale.
What you gon' do when we come for you?
Booyaka. Booyaka. Six-one-nine (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. Six-one-nine (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
Ya llegó el Rey Mysterio.
Bato cabrón de San Diego.
Flash up on the scene like a brown crusader.
Blowing up screens like space invaders.
Too much damage for one to manage.
Going fifty-one fifty, speaky Spanglish.
Hazte a un lado, estoy pesado.
Vivo la vida peleando pecados.
Estados Unidos al otro lao.
A puebla Canadá Six-One-Nine solao.
Do it for my people, yeah, you gotta love it.
'Mexican' across the stomach.
So think nothing of it
but love it.
Trucha de la calle a la lucha.
Siempre represento con mi chacho cachucha.
Six-one-nine simó that's my corra.
San Diego, Puerto Rico sinaloa.
Booyaka. Booyaka. Six-one-nine (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. Six-one-nine (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
What you gon' do when we come for you?
Córrele. Córrele, ándale.
What you gon' do when we come for you?
Córrele. Córrele, ándale.
Mira, mira. Watcha, watcha.
Cuidado con los celos porque matan.
Booyaka. Booyaka. El reggetón.
Me moda no Mysterio está cabrón.
One, two, three. Este boy's outta that's deep.
Como la ves.
Fácil como uno, dos, tres.
Mr. DJ, play that rola otra vez.
And watch many people go off.
Under the wooden cross, who's the boss.
Nadie brinca brinca.
Del cielo, con mi voz brillo el cielo.
Alto, alto, me duele la alma.
Y dejé mi cartera en Tijuana.
El soldado enmascarado, ten cuidado.
Paisa, paisa, estás pasado.
Booyaka. Booyaka. Six-one-nine (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. Six-one-nine (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
What you gon' do when we come for you?
Córrele. Córrele, ándale.
What you gon' do when we come for you?
Córrele. Córrele, ándale.
Making universal, speaking English.
The way we flip it is hard to distinguish.
Booyaka. Booyaka. El reggaeton.
Mic check. Mic check. One, two, it's on.
Look at me now, el tijuanero.
Amazing the world con mascara de cuero.
Mira, watcha el mero mero.
Disfruta la vida con todos sus perros.
It took a whole lot to get where I'm at.
But still ain't got shit but tats on my back.
Ink on my chest, and up down my arms.
I made it true stories and put in a song.
La voz inocente en mi gente.
Truena fuerte como cuente.
That's just life in the Six-One-Nine.
So hey, DJ, hit me one more time.
Booyaka. Booyaka. Six-one-nine (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. Six-one-nine (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
What you gon' do when we come for you?
Córrele. Córrele, ándale.
What you gon' do when we come for you?
Córrele. Córrele, ándale.