El Cartel de Las Calles

I'm from the street cartel
And I'm not scared of anything
To make the hare jump
I don't need tons
With a little coke
I already have the bag swollen

I spend my time in the car
Traveling around the city
With the beeper in my pocket
And also my cell phone. Just tell me
How much you want
And instantly you'll have it

I have a super belt
It's worth believing me
I don't boast about being tough
I tackle anything
Because here if you don't have
Anything, any little mouse will pee on you

I have many friends
Who don't make me look bad
I have open doors
I'm a formal man
Leaves fall from the sky for those born to make tamales

When I was a prisoner
They didn't even remember me
But they saw
That I was a rooster, that my wallet
Didn't cry, now they call me relative
I have a barbecue for you

I'm from the street cartel
And come gossip
Because coke is abundant
If we're not going to bring more
After all, these are the
Things that Satan does