LYRICS GAME

Completely live buddy Jesús, buddy Juanpa

And hit it buddy Chris

Just like that buddy Nata

Hit it, pure street mafia

Hit it, my pa!

A whole other sh*t, old man

How nice it sounds, old man

Samelón!

Drink it, old man, f*cking drink it

I'm very cheerful, very humble

A commanding voice is what I carry

We're from the Four and my boys are up for a showdown

And I still remember the first time I packed the superón

In San Pancho where I grew up

And I graduated from the streets

Throwing the thirteen to the hood and I got tangled in the hustle

I'm at one hundred with the bosses, I always defend the cartel

And after prayer I started to work

And I wound up in the metro

I did time in Puente Grande and my kid took my place

And now working again, nobody can fail me

There's nowhere to hide anymore

I'm deep in the scene

For whoever respects me, I give my respect

And one day they set me up

The marines came down on me

We made it 'cause my babe stood firm

And the bastard who opened his mouth now sleeps in the graveyard

Whoever wants to smack the hive

Has to dodge the wasps

They act all tough and all they know is talk

While I stay on my thing, alert to work

I always thank my God

I know well that he watches wherever I go

No use crying about it, I chose this life

Always with my head up, I'm going on a new mission

If I get wasted, there's no turning back

Good groups will liven me up

I pull the band for a while and this won't end

I enjoy my life since God knows when it'll end

My father's firmness

Turned me into a big man

I'll always be a man of word and respect

Well protected everywhere

It's not a badge, buddy, it's the job

And at the hit with Rayo, he knows I'm solid

I'll keep batting here, leading my team

Always active is the motto that old man runs