Cuando La Calle Habla

Wou Still broke, bro, old man and dalmatian
Elio the wizard of oz…
(J-Alvarez)
Behind my back they talk shit, to my face they suck it
You all are fakes and can’t come up with anything
In the street, you pay with your life
You know, like the one born to hustle
(When the street speaks)

(Guelo Star)…
You keep quiet and watch,
Watch that they don’t mess, mess, mess with your career
(When the street speaks)
(Arcangel)
Many die for being stubborn
They take a hit and end up dead Prrraaa...
(When the street speaks)
(Baby Rasta)
If you saw them talking big and bragging
You shoot them in the leg and they end up preaching, you know
(When the street speaks)
(Mc Ceja)
I go out for a walk, bro, and the enemies think it’s a joke

(Ñejo)
As soon as I step out the door of my house
As soon as I lace up my sneakers and hit the pavement
I don’t know what’s waiting for me, they say the corner’s on fire
The devil already turned on the boiler
Kilos of coke, bullets from rifles
Many acquaintances, very few friends
Whores and enemies, a thousand in cash
But they’re all pure enemies
Here witnesses die

I learned since I was a kid, that the street isn’t a game
That if you play with fire, you can get burned
That’s why you learn as a kid, my mom advised me
To be careful in the street, they could kill me
(When the street speaks)
(J-Alvarez)
Behind my back they talk shit, to my face they suck it
You all are fakes and can’t come up with anything
(When the street speaks)
In the street, you pay with your life
You know, like the one born to hustle
(When the street speaks) repeat

(Guelo Star)
The street talks and talks with bullets
Shovels pick you up for all that drool
Each one baited by…
Be confident and say what
You don’t need to be shouting
Looking for a way to…
Get you out of convulsions
For being a rat, for cooperating with the pigs
For snitching, for failing to dodge hell
You’re gonna get burned in flames and now who’s calling
If there’s no one to save you from your trashy fame

(Baby Rasta)
Soooo Rrraaa
The insects sometimes pass
Never underestimate the strikers
Because if they sweep you…
There’s no continue like in a movie
Sound of death, the .40 compressing the prime
And flying without wings when the hammer hits the bullet
A scene in my mind recorded…
Hitting you and hitting you until I wipe your disgusting face (hahaha)
They wrap you up, they move you, don’t play, with me you’ll die

(Gringo)
If the wizard’s blades make contact
The impact writes death on the spot
The wolves hunt following the trails
They keep sucking the peace…
Of the nuns taken off the map
You got heated and we’re gonna take the lids off
You broke the junfa, mixed water with oil
I already told you we’re pals, but the business runs separately
Hey, I already told you to stop…
Or pick up the kids when I pass in the BMW

Walking all in the street
Better not mess up…
I saw you throwing a lot of tricks, you’re wrapped up
You better not mess up, because in the street
They don’t last long when they act like pigs

If they get fresh, I feel sorry for them
In the spots they hang out, I show up
I easily catch them, I get grotesque
And on the corner of their houses, I wait for them
And quickly I sweep them with my broom
They have attitude but no guts
I let them loose, catch them in the act
The rat and the jackal are in the zone

(Franco El Gorila)
I’m also on a mission, the nal
The pure Bolivian gets demoted
I’m uvitas, like the little Chinese story
For a long time, I made pots, the one with the pink lids
Hey, I’m cooking you fries
Because I’m hungry and they told me there’s pork on the grill
So you can chew, I brought leaves but they’re not mint
So you twist with the fast, I mix it with the slow
Elio this is the dream team…

(Mc Ceja)
The street calls me, my glock asking for drama
Bro, I have bullets to wipe that face off
You’re crazy, I’ll blow you up without a fuss
I’ll make you and your crew shake, like an earthquake
I’m a delinquent, and I have no patience
I’m loose, motherfucker, warning
I’m a delinquent, and I have no patience
I’m loose, motherfucker, warning

(Ñengo Flow)
Ñejo called me to drop a half cut
And I hit it hard so everyone drops the front
And get oriented, bro don’t make me blow up
Because you, you little shit, everyone can lose their teeth
Don’t mess with Ponce, or we’ll move you off the planet
I’ll give them all in the white without putting on the mask
Hahaha yooo, little sucker you already know

(Gastam)
The time has come to act, to take the street out for a walk
The time has come to make you tremble
I won’t have problems, if I love crazy like a criminal
And to be clear, I have nothing to hide
Ye ye Back looking for work
Through the island that finally isn’t a joke
And whoever throws at me, I throw back, that’s why no one looks for it
Because I don’t care to fight or steal so don’t get flashy

(Delirious)
Well mistaken with the swagger well knocked down
I take them all hostage, I have them all tagged
At pay time, I’m proven
No no better I take the glock I know
Delirious giving blam blam orient yourselves, terror has arrived
(J-Alvarez)
I learned since I was a kid, that the street isn’t a game
That if you play with fire, you can get burned
(Arcangel)
That’s why you learn as a kid, my mom advised me
To be careful in the street, they could kill me
(When the street speaks)

(Guelo Star)…
You keep quiet and watch,
Watch that they don’t mess, mess, mess with your career
(When the street speaks)
(Arcangel) Many die for being stubborn
They take a hit and end up dead Prrraaa...

Bro, this is flow music, Ñejo you already know
This is called rapeton music
You heard, stay calm, don’t complicate things, my brother
Elio the wizard of oz
The one-man band
I’m just saying, mera (montana)