To really feel the adrenaline of throwing hits
Just be careful with the radio
For a while I've been craving those, tachycardia was telling me
Cousin, that's just how the scene is
The tough ones for the impacts
The devil's bullets, I only think of your eyes
The full magazines to really knock their snot out
And it's not known if we get out of this alive
In the chaos, the bad one is really sharp
Only Fuerza Regida, man, another level!
Pure bullsh*t, they're a joke
Money for those in high places, big sunglasses for the winds
Gold grips shine on the waist
With the guns, I'll take you to the moon, Paris, France is my sky
Let's stop already with the stories
The tough ones for the impacts
The devil's bullets, I only think of your eyes
The full magazines to really knock their snot out
And it's not known if we get out of this alive
In the chaos, the bad one is really sharp