Damso on the beats

Brother, life is playing tricks on you, avoid the arms of the devil
Ro-la-la, avoid the arms of the devil
And in the oven, we have everything, it's like we're in Culiacán
Ro-la-la, it's like we're in Culiacán

You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah
You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah
You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah
You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah

Over time, I lose friends but, I see who the real ones are
If it rings busy, it's because I'm in the sharps
I put on a mask, selek when it smells bad
There are those who talk too much and those who make money
There's nothing left to steal, carry your balls and your Glock
Here, no one will help you, I'm in a los-ki transaction
I can't take you in my arms, behind, there's a (?) exit
To dodge the trouble, to dodge the trouble
I arrive safely, like a battering ram, you won't see me
In your city, you make more noise than an RS3
The kids from my place are more pissed off than Vegeta
Talk to me about money, all your nonsense doesn't interest me

Brother, life is playing tricks on you, avoid the arms of the devil
Ro-la-la, avoid the arms of the devil
And in the oven, we have everything, it's like we're in Culiacán
Ro-la-la, it's like we're in Culiacán

You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah
You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah
You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah
You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah

One puff, two puffs, three puffs of punch, brothers, I'm in the West
Ten bullets, twenty bullets, thirty bullets, the guitar comes from the East
Every time the Capo returns, they turn their jackets
We don't mix too much when it's us and the rest
It's fashionable to make money, it's out of fashion to have balls
We go straight on one wheel, we go into the club, no one searches us
The mothers are used to the "akha"
The last vision of a snitch will be an Araï helmet
Tijuana, marijuana, don't call me, I'm gone
You betrayed me, you weren't there, you're no longer blood, that's life
There are sellers, there are charcleurs, you, you're a fake, you envy me
You betrayed me, you weren't there, you're no longer blood, that's life

Brother, life is playing tricks on you, avoid the arms of the devil
Ro-la-la, avoid the arms of the devil
And in the oven, we have everything, it's like we're in Culiacán
Ro-la-la, it's like we're in Culiacán

You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah
You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah
You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah
You, you're weird, you're not from here, yeah

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