Mambo & Pistolas

I'm not going to give a break
To anyone who fakes me
I'm going to paint them red
Like a jar of culei

I repel super
This is not Facebook, Twitter
This is the street, bastard
We are the jeapeer creeper

They all talk about me, none challenge me
I'm going to give you lead, fist, and slap
You have no flow, you don't even have lyrics
I'm going to empty the whole gun on you!

He gets in your face and thrown into the mud
Don't snore too much, you're getting too cocky
We're all the crew riding in the Durango
With a blade that tastes like mango

Pineapple, small pineapple, little sting
His cat has loved me since she was a girl
She sees me in the BMW and winks at me
One shot and the fight is over

How easy I get it, I work and plop plop!
How easy I get it, I work and plop plop!

Don't talk to me about cats
Much less about guys
I know your record
I know your poison

This is Secret Family
The Nazza and the Cartel
The rule is ours
We have the power!

Here I work and go without fear
I have diamonds, I have money
I press the trigger and they turn whole
In the heat, even the firefighters arrive

The street hums and rumbles, it floods
Whoever steps aside, we give them a party
A trick, a beating
I put them in the car and shift to second gear

Zun zun
Tell them not to play games
I like their cats, their style, their scent
And I fill the boyfriend with bruises
I enjoy it, I work hard and plop plop!
I enjoy it, I work hard and plop plop!

Mera musicologist, menes.. Tell them not to mess around, because
I enjoy it, I work hard and plop plop!
Benni tell them we're on fire 24/7
I enjoy it, I work hard and plop plop!