Llámalo (feat. Aiman JR)

Sito

My support to the people who had respect, and to older people who feed their neighborhood
I give my support to the one who was once violent, and for seeing his mom suffer took into account (Sito)

Wanting money up close, that just makes you turn around
And because of your turn around, your sales fail
Until you realize and you're in your 30s

Two chicks, one bed, artist life, call it
They stop us by the face, I break the track and win it
All halal, screw the world, mommy Annabelle already split it
They don't call us for having a face, they call the one who rose

Two chicks, one bed, artist life, call it
They stop us by the face, I break the track and win it
All halal, screw the world, mommy Annabelle already split it
They don't call us for having a face, they call the one who rose

My team is shielded, bandits with their faces covered
If I go up with Paco, ruin is forced
If I go down with Danger, more than one knocked out
The dry with Marlboro, the silver and gold

Taking care of the genre, and who I collaborate with
From nothing to everything without seeking support
Deals closed, always in our own way
The Bejer family, the street is the same

Here respect is paid with respect
Screw the world, mental paranoia
Smiling without being happy
Day at work to give out cash

Running to Omar for halal to eat
Block routine, we have to endure
You can't trust the price of power (Hey!)

Two chicks, one bed, artist life, call it
They stop us by the face, I break the track and win it
All halal, screw the world, bro the street split it
They don't call us for having a face, they call the one who rose

Two chicks, one bed, artist life, call it
They stop us by the face, I break the track and win it
All halal, screw the world, bro the street split it
They don't call us for having a face, they call the one who rose

What they said was a lot, then there were only two left
Bros, I only believe in God, bros let me down like coughs
I'm the boss in this, and no, they're goals like Kross
For your group, it's a cross (I'm always on motocross)

Chef are flip and jango, as the bro said, hey
Sounds click, and to the mambo, the jambo is left in SOS., ueue
They dance tango, and I'm looking for my cash, hey
I put everything in charge, and Rambo was already in Hong Kong

Two chicks, one bed, artist life, call it
They stop us by the face, I break the track and win it
All halal, screw the world, mommy Annabelle already split it
They don't call us for having a face, they call the one who rose

Two chicks, one bed, artist life, call it
They stop us by the face, I break the track and win it
All halal, screw the world, bro the street split it
They don't call us for having a face, they call the one who rose

They call the one who rose, they call the one who rose