Derecho Por Lo Chueco

Guys follow him
The candle bushes
Get out of here
You're not an MC

Win? No
Vico-C
Sell? No
Jay-Z

You say, you say, but no
I don't believe a single word from you
Word, unfaithful dog
Get out of my tail already
We know you're an ass
And shit doesn't come out of your ass
Your girl is a doll
My woman a poppy

I like it more up than down
That's why I'm more grumpy than Pacheco
I like the hustle more than the job
But I always go straight through the crooked
(Skrt, skrt, skrt)

I like it more up than down
That's why I'm more grumpy than Pacheco
I like the hustle more than the job
But I always go straight through the crooked

I have the power of this mic
Mami, like Biggie, I also hypnotize
I wish I had a machine gun
And leave them on the floor, lie
I just play with the rhyme
They throw at me and my self-esteem rises
No, like your whole crew
They all aim at the same girl (dogs)
None of them knows what respect means
Practice real respect
Damn fag, you don't qualify
You always talk, pretending you're hot
That here you have the best weed
You have nothing, just post
You live with mommy, pretending you deal
You don't measure up, small fry (skrt)

I like it more up than down
That's why I'm more grumpy than Pacheco
I like the hustle more than the job
But I always go straight through the crooked
(Skrt, skrt, skrt)

I like it more up than down
That's why I'm more grumpy than Pacheco
I like the hustle more than the job
But I always go straight through the crooked

More up than down
More grumpy than Pacheco
I want more hustle than job
That's why I go straight through the crooked

More up than down
More grumpy than Pacheco
I want more hustle than job
That's why I go straight through the crooked

I'm the good one and I take care of my territory
Every night I dine with my homies
I burn the devil's feet, and I'm a saint
Ask Blue Demon, they call me San Pablo
I have the pharmacy, I call, I fall short
And I always get up, I shake off the dust
Sometimes I inhale it, I know that's bad
I love the bad, mami, more bad (skrt)

I like it more up than down
That's why I'm more grumpy than Pacheco
I like the hustle more than the job
But I always go straight through the crooked
(Skrt, skrt, skrt)

I like it more up than down
That's why I'm more grumpy than Pacheco
I like the hustle more than the job
But I always go straight through the crooked

Hey Remik, turn it on bro, na na na na
No no, no one's gonna teach us anything, homie
Straight through the crooked, straight up compa
Our days, hu
Give me the beat, bro, fuck
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