Tells a story about a gypsy that predicts Chacaritas future
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A gypsy told me, I didn't wanted to believe it, I keep on drinking wine, Smoking weed and using drugs, A crazy gypsy read my future, Told me that the Funebrero was ging to be the champion, We already went to Boca and nothing happened, Now it's the f*cking wolf's turn, A gypsy told me, Told it to me with fervency, Either you quit the marihuana, Or you'll end up in a coffin...