Los Duros (feat. Elpatron970)

Kilvertz
Yo, Kilvertz on the track
Skinny pose, the game is over for them, the tough ones have arrived
They're talking about Glocks and don't even know how to remove the safety
Dressed in black with sunglasses in the car
If we catch you, it could end dark
And it's better not to make us go and drill their ass

If I have Eddie on my back, be careful with his knife
My team are all crazy, they all keep it criminal
That's how we were raised, violence is the norm
One more time, once again, blood on the clothes, time to scrub

Oh, oh, how long will we be?
Subdued by the system, all this shit must change
My uncle in isolation when I was underage
I never believed in justice, I grew up with a different mentality

Man, the hood is fucked
I've seen my whole niggas become addicts
And minors who were going to be footballers
Twenty years convicted for murder

My bro has been waiting for trial for two years
And he's still waiting for the verdict (Kilvertz)
It seems like it's already something normal
Used to problems, used to conflicts

New location to attend to them
The old location, man, has heated up
My brother in court again
And I swear, this routine is burning me out

Everything is [?]
The codeine with Sprite keeps me bent
And I'm in love with the money
[?] Stripped

Skinny pose, the game is over for them, the tough ones have arrived
They're talking about Glocks and don't even know how to remove the safety
Dressed in black with sunglasses in the car
If we catch you, it could end dark
And it's better not to make us go and drill their ass

Skinny pose, the game is over for them, the tough ones have arrived
They're talking about Glocks and don't even know how to remove the safety
Dressed in black with sunglasses in the car
If we catch you, it could end dark
And it's better not to make us go and drill their ass

I don't care who you hang out with, I don't care if they're from gangs
Your money, your expensive clothes or if you send weed to Holland
You're not Tony Montana, you're a posh kid from Villalba
If I come to show you who's in charge, your dick will go soft

In London with El Patrón, handcuffed in the van
The fuckin' cops were shouting at us, not to speak in Spanish
A true schizo, I'm more handsome and elusive (Kilvertz)
They prick you like a hedgehog, you bleed out at the station

Another day in the same ruin
I feel like time doesn't pass here, man
And I'm trying to get out
But, man, I'm in too deep

Unless you locate them for me
Send the location and I'll be there in a moment
Ha, and man if I come across that pussy
I want to hit him until he loses consciousness, cousin

Ah, you used to hit the stage [?] that's mad
They put on a Nike tracksuit
Tech, balaclava and gloves and they think they're bad
And it's sad
Their mother broke in the house
And they spend on women and that shit is sad

Skinny pose, the game is over for them, the tough ones have arrived
They're talking about Glocks and don't even know how to remove the safety
Dressed in black with sunglasses in the car
If we catch you, it could end dark
And it's better not to make us go and drill their ass

Skinny pose, the game is over for them, the tough ones have arrived
They're talking about Glocks and don't even know how to remove the safety
Dressed in black with sunglasses in the car
If we catch you, it could end dark
And it's better not to make us go and drill their ass

Kilvertz
Yo, Kilvertz on the track