And throughout the boulevard
With my buddy Flaco with his sleeves rolled up
Some flip-flops, my cap sideways
Through the Zapata road, el Gordo is in command
Doing lines with Manny and el Cana
Ready for connected disorder

And my RT in Acapulco
And if there's beef, I'll bury you
We're not wasting space here
Through fucking them up I resolve
And a Glock that comes with me
Always ready to scare

And let the bricks keep coming
Your buddy Chinito
Run the red lights crew

And my buddy Mario who never leaves me
Sometimes drinking beers on the sidewalk
And my buddy Power and also Mau
They cover me, have never left me
And my buddy Sapo, if there's trouble, he'll jump
Ready for delivering shots

And here envy, on God, doesn't exist
And why tell you about it for no reason
I'm el Gordo, so you know it
And I'll arrive on a motorbike in 15

And this one goes all the way to Acapulco
Nothing but street mafia

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