I always have my feet in the projects, my head in the big money
I have to get my brothers out of the struggle, my mother's life they suffer too much
We're suffocating big time, it's love she disgusts too much
They listen to me big time, but I always have big balls
Still alive, I know who envies me, so I'm careful
Even adrift, I don't leave the ship, even under tension
Apart from that, on the field they think they're Barcelona
And the kids want to take the armband, it's not that
Big time there's everything but there's no Massa
Plus in the suit big time, there's Hazard's strike, it's not that
We all meet at NASA
I don't let the zinc or Casa roll, it's not that
Making money I'm only good at that
Only in the city that by force, it's not that

(Heywa heywa) Those who talk too much I don't want to see them anymore
(Heywa Heywa) The walls of the police station I don't want to see them anymore
(Heywa Heywa) Mama's tears I don't want to see them anymore
(Heywa Heywa) The fakes, the profiteers I don't want to see them anymore

And I ratata them, it was a batata
It pulls out the ratata or it puts potatoes
We go to Lloret Del Mar or Pattaya
I'm tired she has her period
You want trouble we're going to traumatize you
We have spicy flavored joints
Now I'm really pissed off stop I'm going to pee
If you're acting the (?) don't come to sympathize
We stay the same here, see the life we lead guys
Big laugh with in the distance on a vespa
You want the guerrilla well my glock will talk
Hola familia I need to get out of here quickly
You want the guerrilla well my glock will talk
Hola familia I need to get out of here quickly
Buenos dias, cocktail on the beach
Now it's Djadja Dinaz tonight we're setting the fire
I see you're fucking, but we're fucking you
If you act crazy there's the caliber under the jacket
I'm high girls, no I don't take the breathalyzer test
I take the turns I bring her back to the hotel

(Heywa heywa) Those who talk too much I don't want to see them anymore
(Heywa Heywa) The walls of the police station I don't want to see them anymore
(Heywa Heywa) Mama's tears I don't want to see them anymore
(Heywa Heywa) The fakes, the profiteers I don't want to see them anymore

Yeah, alone with my can and my joint
Touch the family it's going to go far
Yeah, alone with my can and my joint
Touch the family it's going to go far

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