Entre Choros y Hechizos

Hey hey

What's up dude? A panel of the whole street couldn't
Terrible spell

I cover you
You're alive, alive

Ladies and gentlemen who have a good day tell me
The milkman and I compose poetry the attention will
Do the only thing they ask to deliver my
Hip-hop in a fun way

In everyday life the fools fall into jail in the
cell they are the nannies and even break the frog, they come out
whole poked like chorizo and with the seed
loose, with the big hole, it happens to them by spell
For being too bright, they want to pass as smart and end up
Like idiots. It will be their intelligence, not
I believe because they don't have it, being a wannabe thug is the
Only thing that keeps them

What entertains them? Talking nonsense all those who
go throwing the chip on the table everyone
looks like a fool, always showing off a gun and
never have shot, this is cardboard thug!

Between thugs and spells there is a big difference you
have to realize only in the presence, thug
is a gentleman and have fun but quietly, while the
spell is caught alone

Now it's the face of this great medal, those of
who have never shown off their feats, don't
show their thugness because they know where to do it, they don't show up
in their neighborhood because they're not interested. The wannabe thugs
are eaten with lemon they have a great time
cool no matter what fun it is hip-hop is
reggae is cumbia or reggaeton that they don't mess up the
potato that they have a lemon. If everyone wants
to save themselves they go where there is a lot of money
Schools in Las Condes
Where the big houses are
They don't make movies
And live their own thing
And they don't go around like fools doing nothing
Well I'm a rapper and I respect any mind
But not those of fools messing with people
Now this milkman finishes this song
Of the cool thugs and the cardboard thugs

Between thugs and spells there is a big difference you
have to realize only in the presence, thug
is a gentleman and have fun but quietly, while the
spell is caught alone