Todo Por Billetes (feat. Neutro Shorty y Santa Fe Klan)

Gua (Soto)
Gua-la-la-la
Gua-la-la-la (Neutro Shorty)
Gua, la, la

Gua-la-la-la
Gua-la-la-la
I am from the street, I grew up on the street
I am from the street, I grew up on the street

Street tears, a river of blood
Death is approaching, it's too late
I can't forget you, nor get you out
You took over my heart and my life

Like a thief you stole my time
Your scent amazes me, I take you everywhere
Perfect like a plane, I can't let you go
You took everything, left me in problems

(Hey!)
I know I could die in the middle of a shootout
But I live like a king and it doesn't make me desperate
Some value what I have in my wallet
But with me walks sincere people (real)

The devil wants terror to invade me
I walk with my dogs and never feel fear
We are street people, always with blessings
I won't stop until I have more than a million

One in the bank and a million under the mattress
Weed flows and sprouts on the mansion's ceiling
I walk like a boss always with my gun
With beautiful women smoking and drinking rum

Smoking and drinking rum to get through the bad times this life left me, hey
I feel no pressure from anyone, we're all going to die, I die like a baron (Brr! Shorty, bitch)

All for bills, there are so many criminals
May luck protect me, eh, on the day of my death, eh
All for bills, there are so many criminals
May luck protect me, eh, on the day of my death, eh

Thank God I was saved from danger
And if hell is my punishment, I'm not repentant
I've gotten up every time I've fallen
Bad with enemies, I take care of envy

All for bills, there are so many criminals
May luck protect me, eh, on the day of my death, eh
All for bills (Santa Klan, baby), there are so many criminals
May luck protect me, eh (Me), on the day of my death, eh

At fourteen my first crime
I grew up among those who don't care about committing crimes to survive
The street teaches you to run before you walk, how do I explain it to you?
There is only one life and the end is the same for everyone, destiny is written
I'm going to become a millionaire as if I were moving coke

If I don't die rich, I'll resurrect
I smoke and meditate to forget this cursed world
I don't want to be fried anymore, more money than I need
I want to make history, I don't want to be a myth

A drink to the ground for those who fell
Thanks to God for all the bad and all the good
I am a baron and I have the street on fire
I continue with mine, while many left as I grew up

I light a blunt while money rains on me
Yeah, while money rains on me
I light a blunt while money rains on me
A drink to the ground for those who fell

Thanks to God for all the bad and all the good
(A drink to the ground for those who fell)
Thanks to God for all the bad and all the good