El Hombre del Equipo (part. Junior H)

It's not the frame, what matters all the time, it's the picture
I chill out and I keep a low profile all the time
On the shore or in the heat, I’m moving up and down
I’m on it when the light turns yellow
Friends are the ones I keep hanging around, just
Only a few have shown me

Their respect and I live just for my family
In the crowd, they recognize me just by my style
There are people who get uncomfortable just seeing me
It annoys me that they look at me all the time with envy

That effect, it almost always happens when I show up
I want them to just ask one question
If they see me having a good time and not struggling
Just show your hands and get to work, uh

Well connected with the man of the coveted team
Hey, chill out

It's my look, it's how I treat them with respect
Whether they're from the top or the bottom, I use the same saliva
My family, my work, and a San Judas watching over me
Very discreet, though sometimes I like to be a bit restless

There's just one person who keeps me company
And just so you know right now, I’ll tell you
I’m a friend and I also know how to act up

Well connected, with my buddy and my brother in good spirits
With a drink, I also want to toast to my friend Lino
The one from Denver, Colorado knows he’s well appreciated
And the old man from the crew, we’re at a quarter mile
Buddy Camilo and Pani who are in San Luis
With the Beretta and also with R, short and ready
Always on it to work