Casa en la Montaña 3 (feat. Alan Blaze, Cozy Cuz, Dee, Fntxy, Muelas De Gallo, Narck, Phul King Fu, Seven & Yoga Fire)

Ey, quick, I put myself at the top with my classic
Taking out all the plastic ones
Better not mess with my troublesome team
We keep controlling, homie, spreading panic
Quickly, I put myself at the top with my classic
Taking out all the plastic ones
Better not mess with my troublesome team
We keep controlling, homie, spreading panic

Ey, I sat with the best to learn the way
And they showed me the path to success
I told Homegrown to trust and believe
And today, thanks to God, each one generates their own fair
We left the movedera
Today I just move your bitch's ass deliciously
She tells me: Ay, Alemán, I want to suck you
I know, but move aside (bitch)
I'm tired of the falsehood
I learn from my mistakes and value my age
I pour a drink on the ground for the homies who are not here
And I still love the ones by my side a lot
To make a lot of money you don't have to be a magician
You have to be an intelligent worker, not lazy

Yah, I'm contaminating the air
This is Smoke in the Trap 3, what's up, buddy?
Yeah, no fake friends, no cowards
In my clique are only big rappers
Music was plan A, I never had a plan B
Things are hot, if not then it's too late
Yeah, pure elegant gangster
With smoke in the lungs and diamonds on the neck
I'm always high, Tetra is in my blood
Smoking seedless with my clique all afternoon
My team's slogan says: Touches and passes
Eyes very red, glasses well placed

Sometimes I burn rubber, but always burn plant
Throwing the seed so a plant grows
The things that don't kill us make us stronger
Among so many bullets, I would be the man of holajata
Or the rubber boy captain of the pirates
I've been hit so much, I know how the piñata feels
It doesn't matter that much anymore, because I know what it's about
My marbles sound like shaking the can
Yeah, with my troublesome crew
Smoking a moon while I go crazy
Smoking a gelato, tastes cold like the Arctic
We enter your block like a tactical team

I only see numbers, I feel like in the Matrix
I smoke Mexican better than Cali
Cholos, khakis, we navigate calmly
Money in the logo, the first in the ranking
Very bellicose, a K.O., I knock you down like a corrido
I dodge you, you're semi-pro, you hit the solid
I repeat, success doesn't come from toxic things
Rising like helium, very fire with the codes (Iron)
Guaranteed, it's already soaked
If they smoke this, they turn very pale
Truck of the year, hat to the side
All camo, because I'm a soldier
Ice cream gelato, burning it daily
All armored, it became necessary
I dreamed of being an entrepreneur and I went step by step
Raffling it daily to become a millionaire

Ey, quick, I put myself at the top with my classic
Taking out all the plastic ones
Better not mess with my troublesome team
We keep controlling, homie and spreading panic
Quickly, I put myself at the top with my classic
Taking out all the plastic ones
Better not mess with my troublesome team
We keep controlling, homie and spreading panic

Ey, I'm hitting his beehive
I take over other people's things
The biggest son of a bitch when it comes to trouble
My buddy gets rich with the white and the brown
I'm just at the moment where almost nothing fills me
Tell me if you don't feel it, the smoke that takes off
If you want more weed just take out the stash
My niggas take risks, my mother only prays
And they come out scared because they're not in the cave
Black, look at the team
The cops ask me what the hell I do
I left the county, the town has become small for me
The dream is to get rich
Either selling or with the mic, uh

With more street hours than a taxi driver adding up the fare
That's why when rapping they feel like I'm turning it around
The 380 is ready
I know well what it costs, daddy, they don't lend it to me
Today check my chain, bring the fair bag
The clique's logo that they bump into everywhere
It's not for fame or money (no)
It's because for a long time we've been the ones bringing the idea
An angel and a demon talk to me at the same time
They tell me not to trust any asshole again (never)
My circle is already complete
I find myself surrounded by respectful bastards

From home to the world I throw style just like that
I don't care what they say in the hip-hop world
Since I was a kid it was very clear, just let it flow
If you overdo it, everything will be against you
Assholes always abound, especially when things are going well
The reward only comes if you're faithful
Homegrown Mafia is the clique, better mark it on your skin
Because the people in the scene know who has the honey
Because I can be very cruel, it all depends on the reason
If you want I'll explain it to you or my team will
A bunch of bastards who know this trade
The years clearly support us, it's already a vice

Used to winning, I'm from Homegrown
Used to always smoking the expensive stuff
And it's still for the coto and not for the money
And those who know me well know that I don't stop in this
I light another joint, another beer I open
I'm doing very well in this, I feel like the boss of bosses
Ready for the punches, ready to act
Master of the lyric, they will never reach us
In the G500 taking a ride around the city
Burning pure top-quality joints, yeh
Ay-ay-ay, what does he want to show off
That we are number one, what are you going to teach us?

If it burns your chest tell them (tell them)
Don't hold back anything and shout it out (shout it out)
Don't think like everyone else, avoid it (avoid it)
Create your own world and inhabit it (Kaio-sama)
Like Jesus in the desert (aha)
Temptations appear to me (ah, yes)
No one knows what's true (nobody, nobody)
But everyone assumes it (what's new)
I appear when the smoke dissipates (what else?)
I don't fail by chance (aha)
Sometimes with the cough, sometimes with the flu
Sometimes all calm, what's up, girl?