Inhala (feat. Dharius y Yayo)

If I'm not mistaken, something serious must be happening to them, and they've come to ask me for advice
Like my teacher used to say
Hehe, come closer

I attack with rap, skinny dog, maniac flow
And don't get crazy, dude, I'll shut you down quickly
I've been rapping since '94, dude, don't be stupid
It's clear you're not street, as you don't know about respect

But oh well, what can we do, that's how you lived
I don't feel sorry, but I accept that being you must be very sad
Rhymes without jokes, without flow, without style; I annihilate them
Here smoking calmly

I'm still lit up like a light over in Tijuas
In Hong Kong, the girls keep dancing
Over at the bank, the figures keep rising
I'm not driving a Hummer anymore, but the crew still backs me up

Good crazy guys, really out of control
What we do sounds everywhere
In the neighborhood, they're excited
Buddy, just knocked down corridos

On social media, I see many hated
And here we are, well loaded
Well drowned, well smoked
We were the ones who ran the errands

With God and the Devil on one side, 22 well prepared
The body full of substances, we're all buzzing
They only shoot at us from afar, they missed us face to face
We're with the crew, sitting up straight

I'm proud of the street's teachings
To work hard and silence the barking dog
I know how to do things, we don't boast so much
To die for being honest, never for being a coward

I have the mission to see the neighborhood at the top
That ho sucks-sucks, thinks she's Tutsi Pop
Everyone knocked down under the influence of dope
Three wheels and a line, and I'm ready for the show

Good crazy guys, really out of control
What we do sounds everywhere
In the neighborhood, they're excited
Buddy, just knocked down corridos

On social media, I see many hated
And here we are, well loaded
Well drowned, well smoked
We were the ones who ran the errands

Hey, I introduce myself, I'm Yayo
I live what I write every time I smoke a joint
With my crazy warriors who rock in the neighborhood
Business like a mercenary, daily craziness

Just the necessary, always low profile
Enemy of the sheriff, my rosary protects me
Shining in Ebanos, representing the hood
Shutting up the mouths of the barking dogs

Good crazy guys, really out of control
What we do sounds everywhere
In the neighborhood, they're excited
Buddy, just knocked down corridos

On social media, I see many hated
And here we are, well loaded
Well drowned, well smoked
We were the ones who ran the errands

Inhale-la
We're hanging out with my buddy Dan
Inhale-la
You know what's up with the damn crew

Inhale-la
We're hanging out with my buddy Dan
Inhale-la
You know what's up with the damn crew

Hey, and from Apodaca to the world
You know what's up, damn dogs
Clan Records, knocked down corridos, DHA, buddy Yayo
Hey, representing Sonora, the city of Bacanora
Where gunshots are heard at all hours, you know