ADN (FreeStyle)

Scary cure
Protected by a saint, I don't think about things
Pool shot
The old woman loves me, but the street is my godmother

Music hasn't changed me because I'm still the same
standing in the corner
And all those who didn't give it to me
'So peeling plants and smoking resin
In the BH(O) joint fanny pack

Bujero' in the car, I carry the tool
Almost 200 for the S-30 so that this month we can get the bill
Recording early in the morning in the studio
Smoke and alcohol make us feel
I invest 150 in the street and we launder it in the account

Here all those who invent fall
I have mine 'doing diligence'
But not the account
We'll be a millionaire out of this or I'll shoot myself twice at thirty
El Añe tells me to never let it down even though the pressure always increases
And every time I go down to the neighborhood I notice who adds me and who discounts me

I am what I am since I was a child
In front of no one I shrink
I code it to myself, I apply it to myself
And each one takes his pick

Running next to the Audico
Always with a blunt lit in his mouth
My pure parakeet music
I'm going to traffic her until I get rich

I don't rest, for money there is no rest
I had to get screwed seventy times, but I'll deal with it
In love with the street, I'm not one of those who stays on the sidewalk
The side revolutionizes, I reach the block without going down third gear

I know all the shortcuts
I've seen the drugs burst a bass
I never put myself down to anyone
With a sharp edge I'll cut myself or I'll cut you
Looking for potatoes in the street
Doing magic trick without wearing a cape

The tapes are uncovered here
Gulf of DNA, the Pope's genes come to me
Here the payments are 'fixed'
Connect even with the millets

We do whatever it takes to find life so that my children don't miss it
I promised my angel to take care of me like I have taken care of my stash
And I walk marking the steps'
Stepping on and doing everything he told me