Habla Claro (feat. Morad)

It's SHB
Scar
MDLR, MDL, ah-ah
LR, ah-ah

A touch game, winning the tackles
Team of tiki taka
The beach was for packing the packages, never stretched out in the hammock
It's true that there are songs that more than one will pull a knife on you

The one who talks never uses it on you, and the one who uses it always stands out
In Spain for me you would be called 'the crusher' in my neighborhood
In PR even if you act like you're a man, for me you're a huge liar
Don't make me tell you what happens when they put on the vests

They leave holes in your body
Don't touch the cheese of a rat
A story based on real events, life would be recorded (Wow)
My buddy doesn't like to talk, but he pays for everything in cash (Always)

The manager of a ship is not from a bank, you feel very lost
The manager of a ship only collects bundles in packaging
And speak clearly, Eladio, it's not the same alone as with others
It's not the same to tell stories, even if you're involved all day in the neighborhood

To know that you carry the street in all places and all scenarios
Money is not worth much if it can end up dying in a calvary
And speak clearly, Eladio, they act like all the foreigners
The problem of all their lies they tell, not even Siri can solve it

One thing to talk on the phone, another thing if you look at me
The things you see talking, but we already have you in our sights
I walk straight, I'm still the same, I never changed when I got paid
Superman with the S on my chest, if you see all mine with the Drakos, run

They are rich in money, but when it comes to respect, they are all poor
And may the fact that your memory in a candle holder doesn't erase rest in peace
They help the people just to record it for social media, for me that's not noble
He put ten thousand on the helmet and to mess with me I put double

I walk with my .40, what doesn't solve that is what the one above does
And for the teacher who told me I wouldn't be anything, sucker, I made it
I went through the whole process in the waiting room
I'm with crazy guys like Bam Margera
A couple of buddies mopping in Parque Lleras
Moving that white, Christina Aguilera

Moving that white, Natalia Rivera
Leaving the bank, twenty in the wallet
Eating a** every day, what a bore
Glopeta with a pacifier that gets upset (hey, hey), ey

I don't lack anything if the fridge is full, yeah
All mine dressed in black like panthers, yeah
Masked before the pandemic with the cap it wasn't, yeah
I'm with Morad, Beny at a hundred twenty on the road, yeah
And if your girl catches my d extbf{ick}, she seems to want to be a rapper, yeah
The street is hot, you better take the sidewalk, yeah
Always on the defensive, we send you all forward, yeah

Morad and Eladio got together
Envious ones, we have several
They talk, but I don't see them in the neighborhood
They don't come out like the newspaper
Speak clearly to me, Morad, if they're fake we don't want chatter
If you mess with something of mine, the bullet car will be lined

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, ey