Ganga Style

Pure gang style
Gang style

As you already know, I'm a real country and ranch guy
I grew up among the furrows, cows
And calves
But one day, just for being
In the gossip
The police caught me and I fell into
Jail

I fell into the slammer..
The trouble wasn't even with me
I fell into the slammer...
And in the pen with the convicts
For a while I lived
The people loved me like crazy
And there I learned
Yes, I learned

The most flashy dance
And the coolest
Yeah, really cool

A street dance
And very tough
Yeah, very tough
Just be careful not to drop the soap!!

Pure gang style
Gang style
Homies and ladies
Represent your hood
Just don't pull out guns
It's all just for fun
For the dudes and the chicks
Show off your tattoos
Represent your clique
Being tough and bald is what rules...

Alright homie
If you've also been to jail
And you have 3 strikes
If you have a thick mustache
And you're well-known
If you wear socks, white socks
And your pants are sagging
But well ironed

It doesn't matter the colors you wear
The ones you wear
Surenos
And northerners
And westside
Also east side
Holy Lord protect me from a drive-by...
Pure gang style

O-o-rale

Homies and ladies
No jail
No ramen soup
Ground beef is not food
I don't want it anymore

No jail
No ramen soup
Ground beef is not food no!!
You know what I'm saying, homie

Pure gang style
Orale