(I hate everyone who loves)
(And who are happy)

(And this is pure street, yeah eh yeah)
(This is for those who love us, yeah yeah yeah)

And this is pure street, enjoy it
And this is pure neighborhood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us

And this is pure street, enjoy it
And this is pure neighborhood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us

They say the third time's the charm
I'm on the second with Dollar
I think they can't keep up with me, they don't deal with me
From streetwise and bad manners
Whoever loves me, loves me
And whoever doesn't, can die
(Ball, eight)
Dollar has arrived to eat the cake
(Oh, who kills him, the rat)
Fernandito has arrived to take the piñata
Listening to La Excepción, to Teguito Calderón
Add some sauce, drums, and reggaeton
Paco de Lucía, the guitar, and Camarón
I think I'm Julio Voltio when I grab the microphone
Hooyah, screw the patrol
Hooyah, everyone shouts Hallelujah
Hooyah, don't self-destruct
If the street isn't mine, how could it be yours?

Coming in like El Tomatito
Like Cigala, to the rhythm of Los Chunguitos
We are blessed, since we were little
Shush, you're pretty when you're quiet

(And this is pure street, yeah eh yeah)

And this is pure street, enjoy it
And this is pure neighborhood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us

And this is pure street, enjoy it
And this is pure neighborhood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us

It goes with him, it goes with Rumba
And listening to Violadores even from the grave
Zumba, look how he knocks it down
Careful, don't leave her dying
Cousin, like Al Pacino
Dark-skinned and handsome, cool and fine
You are all welcome
Today I believe we are blessed
Bring it to me, you know what I ask of you
Hide it, so the resentful don't see you
Mute it, so there's no witness
One day you're the guide and the next day you're lost
Bring it to me, you know what I ask of you
Hide it, so the resentful don't see you
Mute it, so there's no witness
One day you're the guide and the next day you're lost

Dude, I'm not drunk, I'm high
I'm waiting for something to take away this sin

Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait, crazy
This isn't Dude, cousin, this is for you to enjoy, crazy
Oh oh, I know it's May, cousin

And this is pure street, enjoy it
And this is pure neighborhood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us

And this is pure street, enjoy it
And this is pure neighborhood, cousin, enjoy it
For those who love us, enjoy it
For all the people who don't know us

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