De Vuelta En La Ciudad

Searching for a little life in a dive bar
Underground deals, man, this ain't luck
The street's on fire, my family's feeling it
Street hustlers are a religion, once again it's clear

Find me at the spot or at Punta with my girl
Damn, I don't hit the brakes, I floor the GLB
They say they're the best, but honestly, that ain't true
Hit the hood and ask who runs it, that's the MDB

I got it hot like a crack pipe
I'm coming in like a raid
My boys know the deal, they never lost their loyalty
And honestly, I'll never forget what I stand for

I got two twins that shoot like September 11th
They'll send you to sleep forever
We came from the bottom, now we're eternal like death
Boys, the eyes never lie

We're back in the city and the hood's calling
I die with honor and loyalty, my crew on my back
We're back in the city and the hood's calling
I die with honor and loyalty, the street's got my back

Yo, my people keep chasing the ice
The .38 ready and set for the showdown
I got the devil inside, I got an angel in the sky
The crew's waiting for us to take the bait

The cops can't find the corner of our kitchen
We got a dealer spotted on every corner
On Route 22, I'm cruising through my Argentina
Visiting new partners far from the office

I know any moment a shootout could take me out
That's why we gotta stay sharp with the whole clip loaded
I carry metal on me and something more in the glove box
To protect my brothers and defend my flag

Time has shown that the chosen ones arrive
And a few years back, I thought everything was lost
Street hustlers are a religion, and their people are witnesses
To toast at the end of the year and celebrate all together

We're back in the city and the hood's calling
I die with honor and loyalty, my crew on my back
We're back in the city and the hood's calling
I die with honor and loyalty, the street's got my back