Cero (remix) (feat. Cano)
El Jhota
Zero (remix) (feat. Cano)
Zero From the ground touching the sky
Oh, love for what is sincere
And courage to seek money
So that mom doesn't suffer anymore
Oh, friends, who come and go
For business they will sell you
Many mouths will say little
Bandit and his trigger to tighten
The packages go in the rubber
And envy will kill you
Hey stop stop
Cano get on here get on yours
Come on let it go
This life is bad you know
And the kilos cross the seas
People look for it in the street
And the guards want this to end
He has spent his whole life lost
Hearing his mother's cries
He has felt heat and cold
Without receiving help from anyone
We love money
Even if it's treacherous
Even if you're in the hole
Gold and possessions are worthless
And I don't forget where I come from
Thank God for what I have
I don't buy or sell drugs anymore
I don't buy or sell drugs anymore
I load and shoot to stop delinquency
I take it out of unemployment I prepare myself
And I smoke it pure
I see everything, but I pretend
And if I fall, I get up
I sing about everything I earn
I scare off all the snitches
Not everything bad comes from a saint
Amen
Transparent kilos are not made of ice
Like the boy goes on a cruise
From Ceuta to Gibraltar
Known habitual criminal
In the rubber rear engine
In the line the Burglar
Taking care of all the ugly ones
In case he goes to jail
Innocents who go to jail
I believe them I pray for them
At night breakdowns
I don't trust the police
Innocents who go to jail
I believe them I pray for them
At night breakdowns
I don't trust the police
There are rumors that tell me there is war
That death doesn't warn you, it's very cruel
That life here is bought with money
If you don't have it, you're worth nothing, all black
Like an eight ball
With a mustache filter like Escobar
Like a doctor who can't cure
A government that only wants to abuse
I load and shoot to stop
That delinquency I take out of unemployment
I prepare myself and smoke it pure
I see everything, but I pretend
And if I fall, I get up
I sing about everything I earn
I scare off all the snitches
Not everything bad comes from a saint
Innocents who go to jail
I believe them I pray for them
At night breakdowns
I don't trust the police
Innocents who go to jail
I believe them I pray for them
At night breakdowns
I don't trust the police