Quiero Hacer Plata (feat. R Jota y Four Plack)

Making music to motivate the people in the neighborhood, dad

Yea, wavering in mine
Hesitating, always adding
They always told me
That was soon to be crowned

It's just that now I want to make money
I'm just looking for my progress
Blessings to everyone except the rat
Who throws the bad and asks for cheese

And now I want to make money
I'm just looking for my progress
Blessings to everyone except the rat
Who throws the bad and asks for cheese

Stop asking for help
They win by putting their chest out
Walk straight
What a bunch of nonsense you've played on him!

While one rocks me, calm down
I'm already done
Thank God we are doing well, mate
So cheto ah

Health and life, while envy pulls me
Look how they live a lie
I didn't know that
From the street, not sitting in the corner
Nobody knows what my head machine

Nobody gave me anything, I just earned it
The times I fell, hurt myself and got up
I took the hits, I never lost faith
I will not let myself be killed like Cain killed Abel

And voila, now we're set for a million
We are having fun in the neighborhood
The wachines listening to my song
I know they hate me, but they admire me

Now we are set for the million
We are having fun in the neighborhood
The wachines listening to my song
I know they hate me, but they admire me

It's just that now I want to make money
I'm just looking for my progress
Blessings to everyone except the rat
Who throws the bad and asks for cheese

And now I want to make money
I'm just looking for my progress
Blessings to everyone except the rat
Who throws the bad and asks for cheese

My past trampled, I only think about what I am in love with today
Since I was a kid with hundred dollar bills
Many want to take me down but they have nothing to do with me
I am destined to success, it is impossible to stop me

It's about finding my own thing, sometimes I live stressed
More than once in my life I have been frustrated
But there is no chance of giving up on me
I finally feel my time has come

Don't let them run over you just because you're from the neighborhood
One hundred percent slum dweller, a businessman negotiated them
We are looking for the Czech girl at twenty-four-seven and we don't have a schedule
Before they laughed, now we sound on the radio

And now we're on the radio
And now we're on the radio
And now we sound in the neighborhoods
Hey, LRJ pa, and the southern zone at full speed eh
Na, na, na, na, G, they call me nattanel
Music for the street, Facu, G
Making music to motivate people in the Dad neighborhood