You talk behind my back
You talk behind my back
You, you talk behind my back

Big guy, nothing is obvious, life is not rosy
In my neighborhood, it's not the flowers we water
I got on the handlebars, we were going to roam
We grew up, you don't even help me
We grew up, you don't even help me
Before everything was funny
Maybe I'm clouding my mind
But I don't smoke in front of my dad
There's nothing to say, there's nothing to do
I don't kiss, no, I prefer to make war
You know we make a good pair
When you hear us, you're scared
We see who the weak ones are
So we know who the hitters are
You come to peddle your pure stuff
You're here to get your share
You just break your fleas
And buy more at the tobacco shop
One day it's okay, it's not okay
Tomorrow it might be okay
While you're getting out of custody
Your girl is coming out of the hotel

Don't kiss, you, you talk behind my back
You talk behind my back
You, you talk behind my back
You talk behind my back

Don't kiss, you, you talk behind my back
You talk behind my back
You, you talk behind my back
You talk behind my back

You tax cigarettes, you tax tea, you're messing up, bro
You come home messed up in front of your mother, you don't know what you're doing
Six zeros in my account, then I'd be happy
You act smart, I pull out the shotgun, tell me what you're doing
On my mother's head, on my mother's head
We're ready for the war
The managers told me "We're done with them"
We shoot one, we shoot four, my face
This summer I'm getting out the Quatro 4, you're jealous
A volunteer to get his face smashed
I'd like to know who's carrying my coffin
You're on the train, I'm in the CR
Chill, easy, I lift it up
You're out of jail, don't kiss, brother
Not (inaudible), all your pain on an empty stomach
There's a snitch in the parlor, not even a vagina
They forget that you handle the machine
You handle the machine, I imagine
You end up like Manny if you touch the sister
If you touch the sister, you end up like Manny
If you touch the sister

Don't kiss, you, you talk behind my back
You talk behind my back
You, you talk behind my back
You talk behind my back

Don't kiss, you, you talk behind my back
You talk behind my back
You, you talk behind my back
You talk behind my back

I thought you were cool, car on the Champs
You don't calculate people anymore
She looked at your rims without looking at your heart
She spread her legs
I pushed away the whores, gutted the informers
I'm tired of the neighborhood, screw it
I want a villa in Valencia
I want a villa in Valencia
Screw it, I want a villa in Valencia

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