Me Acostumbré a Lo Bueno

I got used to the good things
Weed of the most expensive
Before being important
I was already carrying the bales

If I go out, I say a prayer
And carry a gun
In this damn life
I don't trust anything

In a club they saw me
Celebrating in Tijuana
For being wild, I ended up in jail
I got out in the morning

I'm doing good business
Because I like to work
So, if I go out, it's not for a visit
It's to make more money

Walking with good posture
The guy is always cheerful, don't get it wrong
Pure cocaine for export
The one they sent and I sold for double

Pure Fuerza Regida, man!
Another issue!
The guy is always cheerful
Who remembers? Let's see

A short Sierra
Is buzzing in the fight
We're causing chaos
Strong in the scene

It's a .38
That protects my life
If someone crosses the line
They get bitten

We've already taken over the whole neighborhood
We're still standing
I'm looking to make money
But at another level

I'm not into shady stuff anymore
I formed my own company
Pure street mafia
Watch out, relative

Walking with good posture
The guy is always cheerful, don't get it wrong
Pure cocaine for export
The one they sent and I sold for double

Hell yeah, man, long live the mafia!
And we're from the streets
From the neighborhood to here, pal