Orgullo Marroquí (feat. Aiman Jr)

Ewa oh-ue
La R eh, eh
The TN on my feet and the fourteen on my hips
They try to bring me down but there's no way
Playing tricks, goodbye to your wallet
I'm not even running, I've already won the race

(Push, push)
You came in like a rooster, I don't know what awaits you
Praying all day to avoid getting locked up
Big's by my side, the one who never hits the brakes

(Never)
And he arrives at 4, Bilbao all out
Moroccan pride, it’s become the norm
They acted tough and ended up bad
I'm the real 9 that breaks the center

The 1314 and you're headed to the hospital
All or none, my dad taught me
The bikes in the neighborhood, in pedestrian zones
Like Laruе said, they can get you jolted
Before they wouldn’t even look at me, now they say: What?

Eh, eh, eh eh eh eh (Ewa, ewa)
I came from nothing, nobody knows me
Six in the back and two in the trunk
Face covered, it's already midnight

I'm crowning and I wasn't the first
I got what’s mine, now nobody messes with me
Thanks to Allah that neither, nor
It's all problems, the teacher told me

I didn’t pay attention and stayed in the ghetto
Door kicked in, they don’t know who did it
The magic of the hood, man, you can’t even see it
They say they can beat me, I don’t know about that

With four behind just to solve things
The street is the book, man, you don’t even read
The humble come in threes, oh
Eh all or none, my mom taught me

4 and 280 the neighborhood zone
Cousin Aiman said it’s become the norm
Before they wouldn’t look, now they say: What’s up?
Smart kid, but clueless
If the guys come, play it cool
Smoking, always relaxed

The bitches cross themselves off the list
Illegal cash, he's used to it
No details given, here the numbers talk
Neighborhood code connected with Bilbao
Problems grow, the cops are investigating, paw

Cha-cha, there are signals (Eh)
Capi-Capital and the north (Khoya)
Cha-cha, there are signals (Eh)
Capi-Capital and the north

Avoiding 7night around here is a sport
Asking too much isn’t what men do
They talk about their hood, nobody knows them
They talk about the street and everyone hides

We don’t talk much so the deed goes unnoticed
In life, everything has its rhythm
Time reveals who the coward is
Who bites the hand and accuses the buddy

Real recognizes real
Even if some bitches know how to disguise
We combine the tracksuit and the walk
Elbow to mouth if it starts to co-

Moroccan pride, it’s become the norm
They acted tough and ended up bad
I'm the real 9 that breaks the center
The 1314 and you're headed to the hospital

All or none, my dad taught me
The bikes in the neighborhood, in pedestrian zones
Like Larue said, they can get you jolted
Before they wouldn’t even look at me, now they say: What’s up?

Moroccan pride, it’s become the norm
They acted tough and ended up bad
We’re Champions duo on the national level
Quarantine in the trunk, no more hospital

(Eh)
Cha-cha, there are signals capi-Capital and the north
Cha-cha, there are signals capi-Capital and the north