Matte black tracksuit, they wear latex gloves
They put a car inside the shop window
They like fights, karate blows
Carry in a bag a hundred kilos of chocolate
Crazy to the core, no one can stand them
They talk about the bad when there are two at the wheel
They don't deal with people, they were different
Always money with transparent friends
You won't see them face to face, payments upfront
For money they would do anything instantly
They grab the ball, score eight dunks
And they kill you just so you don't get killed
Change the license plate, barnacles that link
They make fifteen plans on a grid paper
They have ten vehicles, four from movies
And they cry for their mother, never for a ridiculous one

They haven't changed, they all have the same goal
Don't mess with the family
Or they'll empty the Beretta on you
A Beretta in your face
And they haven't changed, they shake hands with those who respect them
Always with a straight mentality
If you don't fly like a kite
And like a kite some have flown

They fly like a kite to the sky
Beware that on the street they get jealous for money
And as a child my grandfather always told me
That whoever messes with the family gets a haircut
The truth is that there is no comfort anymore
They finish him off when they already have him on the ground
He says, the truth is that there is no comfort anymore
The one who failed me over time I do not long for
They put in three jobs, the moon in the background
They load the packages, Ozuna sounds on the radio
They cross roads, there are no lights
They want the money since they were in the cradle
Everyone goes together, then everyone adds up
Everyone on the street wants to be number one
They empty the Beretta on you, all with masks
Your eyes only see a van
Beware don't get involved, or commit
Because here if you give your hand it's not signing a contract

They haven't changed, they all have the same goal
Don't mess with the family
Or they'll empty the Beretta on you
A Beretta in your face
And they haven't changed, they shake hands with those who respect them
Always with a straight mentality
If you don't fly like a kite
And like a kite some have flown
They haven't changed, they all have the same goal
Don't mess with the family
Or they'll empty the Beretta on you
A Beretta in your face
And they haven't changed, they shake hands with those who respect them
Always with a straight mentality
If you don't fly like a kite
And like a kite some have flown

And they fly like a kite to the sky
Beware that on the street they get jealous for money
And as a child my grandfather always told me
That whoever messes with the family gets a haircut
He says, the truth is that there is no comfort anymore
The one who failed me over time I do not long for

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