LYRICS GAME

Don't ask what line I run, they know that we wear the shirt tight

Thanks to a big buddy for giving me a spot, we don't change, there's no rush

The crew is huge, the backup's even bigger, there's also strong trust

The clique here ain't tame, we of the pack are at your service

I come from the mountains, I left there with nothing

Now I move a little cash, I carry the Glock in case a brawl pops off

I'm a sharp financier, I run the list

Stay sharp 'cause the pineapple blasts real hard on you

That's how your homie Neto sounds, my old man, eh-ah

Here you go, buddy Neton

And his buddy Óscar Maydon

Sometimes a little beer, other times a little whiskey, when it's time to play cards

Luck won't leave my side, I'm devoted to Saint Jude

My taste for women is picky because I like them real pretty

Switched to Franco Cuadra, but for fighting the little boots never fail

I come from the mountains, I left there with nothing

Now I move a little cash, I carry the Glock in case a brawl pops off

I'm a sharp businessman, I run the list

Stay sharp 'cause the pineapple blasts real hard on you