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You, Julianno Sosa, Sosa Mafia. Ey
The street of corduroy motherfucker

Warming up the engines, next year better things
We've known how to get out of the bad and the worst
A soul above, dreaming that I'm already breaking the stage
That finally I can travel, I already feel on top

Thank God that finally all this shit worked out for me
That I was born to lead, not born to follow
And time passes, I find myself calm sitting in my house
Safe from the envious and enemies who embrace you

A shame that now I find myself dressing expensive
When before I was poor and stole, it was expensive
I don't care what they say, I'm from the neighborhood, I was born greedy
I had to hustle for this, no one was going to give me a gift

Chess, it doesn't matter if you don't believe me
But you won't use me, because I already used them
I keep abusing these rookies teaching
How Juli handles it when the mafia is in charge

Number 1, anyone who disrespects me, I smoke them
These fools claim to be street, and in the street I don't erase them
Number 2, don't leave the house without the Glock
Don't fall asleep, we're going to shoot

Number 3, in this world there's a lot of stress
Be careful with the bitch who's around, she might set you up
Number 4, always remember to share your plate
Give thanks to your mom, you can't be so ungrateful

Number 5, stay quiet in the precincts
Later they'll be collecting and I've seen them
Number 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, loyalty above all
Worth more than a hundred

Ey, roll that blunt, I'm going to get a sack
Free my brothers locked up, soon I'll get them out
Don't worry outside, we're going strong
And soon we'll be the ones, if I don't kill them

And I'm going to tell you something, I'm in a rage
Do you remember so-and-so, the street killed him
I don't want to pull the trigger, I have a contract
And now the elegant people treat me better

It's been hard to leave it, but I really try
A gold record on the wall carries my portrait
It feels good, it feels heavy, it's like a movie
I hope now my life has a happy ending

Ey ey, yeah yeah, u know what's up nigga
We're going to fuck shit up, breaking this bullshit
I'm with the demons, ready to give you a wake
Son of a bitch who crosses the line will lose his territory
I'm with the shackles, but making the bills
Smoking backwood, Juliano who goes the hardest

And if I show up in your area it's because I'm with the
Forty-year-old we installed the drum and it looks like a colon
Bad bitch I'm killing it in the street and in the beat
I have several fighting shout out my brother C.flee