LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song
For the Santa, bro
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I got my radio and my big pistol
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Always super alert for action
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I guard the turf with my .50
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Always at the boss's orders
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I got bullets here for the traitor
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Here in the game I'm the terror
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I am grateful to the Lord
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I'm the devil here at my job
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Bad weed never dies
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All in black, nobody loses here
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I know envy doesn't like me
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A candle for Malverde
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No-man's land, damned land
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Saint Jude protects me
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And nobody takes me off this post
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I cross myself with my little Virgin
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And why not, and why not
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That's right, buddy
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For the whole hood, man
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Look, point it out, Santa Fe, yeah
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My Matamoros, beloved land
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In this job there's no way out anymore
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Always at the boss's order for whatever he asks
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My skinny babe, the one who always looks after me
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I leave no trace and no witnesses
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Since I was a kid I like danger
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Whatever I want I always get
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I f*ck up my enemies
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Camouflaged I look like a soldier
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I keep all the boys wide awake
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I always face forward, I never duck
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All armed, partying at the ranch
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I always carry my piece tucked in my belt
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The green ones, I know they're after me around there
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I carry a .50 and a bazooka too
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When we fight they never knock us down
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Just so you see, what's up?
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With Yahir
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We're the Santa, bro
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And why not, and why not