Cuzi Cuza

They wake up in the morning, the kids look for bread rolls
Secrets in the corners, taking photos of the babies
The L and the hand up if the patrol moves
Beware of the hustle that no one dares later

He loves to seek life, the street is his lair
And seeing all the hustle, people on the rise
Going down to Florida, all dressed in Adidas
The L makes falls and you can't find a way out

They started on the street with cuzi cuza
They had a group like the Yakuza
For everything bad there was no excuse
If you talk weird they charm you

They started on the street with cuzi cuza
They had a group like the Yakuza
For everything bad there was no excuse
If you talk weird they charm you

Journeys from Barcelona, down to Seville
I don't know why they get mad, be careful if they catch you
I really like Marseille, it's wonderful
Robberies in a villa, they take everything that shines

A point under an umbrella, talking to the brigade
Some already catch them, they start screaming
Some get scared, they put the handcuffs on
A judge sits you in the chair, for a group of snitches

A point sings a car, where in the car there is no entry
The other one already receives it, when it arrives there's nothing left
The group is not a group, because that group makes calls
Knowing they are being tapped and that's not cool

They started on the street with cuzi cuza
They had a group like the Yakuza
For everything bad there was no excuse
If you talk weird they charm you

They started on the street with cuzi cuza
They had a group like the Yakuza
For everything bad there was no excuse
If you talk weird they charm you