La Vida Es Corta (feat. Lucho SSJ y Omar Varela)
Homer El Mero Mero
Life is Short (feat. Lucho SSJ and Omar Varela)
Omar
I will continue with the light in the round, I will continue with the 10 on the shirt
I will continue with my group and buddy, I will continue with more sales than purchases
Like a drug dealer waiting for the cake, I will continue with the skinny and the short
I will continue with those who transport it so it doesn't arrive cut, that's what matters
Life is short, some spend it on drinks, others spend it on credit
I live it like a boss, that's why I don't worry
I smoke Gelato, dressed in mourning
I have war with the cops, from minor to institute
Because I'm going hard, being the school of your whole group
Being honest, fattening the bag, I hope there's no confusion
What I know, I take to the grave, that's why I don't want questions
I don't answer any calls anymore because I'm without a phone making the move
Passing 200 in a bulletproof car, what do they think? That we're racing?
What do they think we're up to, people are very confused
I hardly sleep to make my own, I don't forget that mom suffered some time ago
I don't forget that I delinquented for a few bucks
I remember those days and thank heaven because it showed me the way out
The street already knows that I'm the real deal, the street already knows that I'm the guide
My gang trusts nothing to your gang
Sometimes I'm bad, I have no empathy
And I avoid businesses with no guarantee
Because I have a nose when there's a spy pretending to be a bandit
I come from poverty, sorry to charge you, neither gold nor copper is trusted in my house
I come from good stock, before the bandits had a different school
If a friend falls, they help him outside, but now for money anyone will turn you in
The codes have been lost, now they report even their partner
They tarnish the patch when they make money and forget all the favors they were given (Young Blood, Young Blood, Blood)
I will continue with the light in the round, I will continue with the 10 on the shirt
Or the 23 like I'm Jordan (Michael), me skinny and my pocket fattens
I will continue with more sales than purchases, like a drug dealer waiting for the cake
I know there are some who can't stand me but I don't care
This time we stop with H
We call some whores, made them bend over
Three grand in my Versace bag
Bought some chains and then hooked them up
Smoking TH, not in PH anymore, we're in mansions with a couple of ratchets
I know there were a lot of bumps on the road and a couple of enemies I cut with a machete
I walk with demons, also with the devil
My verses are kilos, silence if I speak
Without a zero in between, I don't engage in conversation
I have all the keys, I open any door
In Chile with the guys, the neighborhood got rough, I don't go out without my pack
They pay me what I'm worth, baby, point and I won't be late, two bitches inside the Lambo
Ha, tell me, Hache, Young Blood (Omar)
I will continue with the light in the round, I will continue with the 10 on the shirt
I will continue with my group and buddy, me skinny and my pocket fattens
Like a drug dealer waiting for the cake, I will continue with the skinny and the short
I will continue with those who transport it so it doesn't arrive cut, that's what matters
I will continue with the light in the round, I will continue with the 10 on the shirt
I will continue with my group and buddy, I will continue with more sales than purchases
Like a drug dealer waiting for the cake, I will continue with the skinny and the short
I will continue with those who transport it so it doesn't arrive cut, that's what matters
Oh-uh-oh
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