LA MILI
Ayax y Prok
THE MILITARY
Criminal
'Cause I'm a criminal
Criminal
'Cause I'm a criminal
Cri-cri-cri-criminal (criminal)
This is the military
'Cause I'm a criminal
Cri-cri-cri-criminal (criminal)
'Listen, this is the military, stand up'
Back to the field, pull-ups, you're not that tough, huh
Clumsy recruits, pick up Marlen, dog (pu, pu, pu, pu!)
I only got a commission, broker
That's how you left my heart, broken
My tigers never snitch because they're blocks
Gang forever together, under the block
Don't send WhatsApp to the dealer, give him a call
If you want to be a leader, come on, take the ticket
If I hit you with a combo, I make a perfect, Tekken
I don't back down, fat tail, let's make the trade
We finished the dust, I was shaking
I tighten the screw, they call me Black & Decker
I'm like Amadeo and my epitaph, requiem
This sounds like porn, it's not Gustavo Bécquer
It's egotrip in its pure essence
Yes, this is the military, your conscientious objector
Legal drugs, legal pills
Hard drugs, illegal records
Legal issue with explicit content
He talks about hustling, fronting, I find it ridiculous
Yours is posing, mine is authentic
Prok said it, he's missing the doctor's note
Third-rate play, I play in platinum
Many stabs, but I'm Logan, adamantium
I jump the coliseum with shouts of the Hispanic
Get comfortable, I'll fix it, Gypsy style
Bandit, Dalton brothers
I go from the ghetto to heaven in just one jump
They can see me in the movies, jumping from a boat
Sometimes I hear voices like Donnie Darko
Started from the bottom, [?]
We're from the street, I catch them with a wink
No, goat, no deal, no pact
They snort powder and smoke grass
I accumulate wooden fines, a beaver
I gambit ladies, you check the pastor
He does it on purpose, shotgun for real, impostor
He doesn't feel, impost, lies, it doesn't matter, skoll
The crowd shouts: 'goal', and my team hasn't arrived
I get to the club and the bouncer is cocky
That waitress makes me feel sick (oh)
She won't let me in and I buy the place
The boss walks through the warehouse, screams are heard
He left through the door, asked for his severance
From a poor neighborhood, let's make it rich
We're from the street, with a wink I explain, huh
This is the military, stand up'
Here's my rifle, here's my gun
One shoots, the other consoles
Here's my rifle, here's my gun
One shoots, the other consoles
Here's my rifle, here's my gun
One shoots, the other consoles