Vague thoughts from a year ago
When he walks through the hood
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Look how far the kid has gotten, today he's a rooster
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Fierce for fighting, solid for the errands
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If they escape we find them, if they're foes we chop them up
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Surrounded by bad heads, that's why I learned
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The wrong steps of the life that I want to be in
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I walk through the blaze, I'm the fire
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Known by the mafia as Ñengo
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I go forward, I don't sell my brothers
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I don't get bummed, killing them entertains me
And here betrayal doesn't exist
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Why he talks so much but doesn't have a peso
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The wallet always full of money
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Benjamins don't fall from the sky
And I never turned on anybody
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I die for all my people, I know they die for me
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Whoever messed up, the d*ck took him
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And the ones alive don't live better than me
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Why so many people fear me
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I don't owe, I just have what I want
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If you puff up, I empty you with the guns
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And only Corridos Tumbados, fellas
And that's how Ovi sounds, bro
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This is Real G 4 Life baby
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Some time ago I was struggling
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Short rifles, long ones too
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I make and undo them my way
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That's how I was trained, problems don't matter to me
Since I was a kid they taught me
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To earn my own money, I do know how to get it
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The same Ñengo with the same thoughts
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I'm controlling, I'm in command
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I have what I want because I move and yet
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They try to drop me and I don't fall
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I'm still firm with the same ones, I'm counting on you
Here we're Rancho Humilde